Last summer on vacation in Maine, my husband got me the sweetest souvenir from a store in Bar Harbor called "The Man Store." She's perky AND she has a bad attitude. He said it reminded him of someone.
Not quite "Bah Humbug" but it does an accurate job of describing my attitude to Most Things Holiday this year. I'm still a fan of egg nog and long spells in front of the fireplace. But some of the other things have got to go!
One thing that's gone: the tree. Last year all the joy went out of the tree for me. Right about the second week of January when I had to take it down, put all the decorations away, and drag the crispy corpse out behind the shed. So this year I said, "No tree!" My daughter nearly fainted. For the next two weeks, she tried to talk me into changing my mind. She's finally accepted my decision, grudgingly. We are putting the presents on the hearth with the stockings. The mantle has some evergreens and candles. (I know: Dangerous!!) And, best of all, I won't be spending much time un-decorating in January. What a great way to start the New Year! Almost as good as a glass of bubbly.