Vent
I need to vent. So this post is going to be out of the ordinary for me, add no value or knowledge to your life... just simply be me venting.
Christmas. I love Christmas. I love the snow, I love the music, I love wrapping presents and getting together with family. This is the first year that I've wanted Christmas to not happen. My parents are in Texas, and this is the first year I haven't been able to share the holiday with them. While that makes me sad in itself, I had a moment and then was okay with it. I was okay with not spending Christmas with my family. This meant I was going to get to spend my Christmas with just Craig (my boyfriend). What a wonderful Christmas this was going to be.No rushing around.. no spending all day driving... ! Get done with a 60 hour work week at 4 on Friday, hang out with friends Friday night... wake up Saturday morning and head to Craig's Mom's house for the weekend to celebrate with his Mom and sister, work on Monday and then Tuesday... Christmas day... it would just be Craig and me and our five furry critters. What a great holiday. (Insert screeching sound here). Fat chance Lora Lynn!!! Out shopping for Craig's Mom's gift he calls her to see what would be a good gift for his sister. Phone call starts pleasant enough, Craig says were coming this weekend, Mom says no come Tuesday, Craig says okay no problem, sister yells in the background that we're too good to hang out with them for Christmas (even though there is no problem with going down there Tuesday) and then WHAM... Craig's screaming into the phone to his Mom to tell his sister to shut up. Of course his Mom hangs up. Craig calls back numerous times only to get the machine. Finally someone answers and his Mom yells into the phone "I dont want to talk to anyone"... click. What a great start to the holiday season. Okay, I can deal with this... we will just celebrate our Christmas, Christmas eve and then go down to his Mom's Christmas Day. Not what I had planned, but whatever we will make it work. (Insert screeching sound here) Fat chance AGAIN Lora Lynn!!! Craig fights with his sister basically all weekend... only to find out 1. His Mom feels she needs to babysit us while we are down there...great.. I really want to go down there now.. 2. His Mom apparently is not okay with me sitting on the couch the whole time I come down to visit (I'm not sure why.. there isn't anything else to do or places to go... and we came to visit.. not do other things...?) 3. Apparently I'm a "christmas asshole". Wow! Okay, so at this point plans are still Christmas Eve with Craig and the fur critters, Christmas Day at his Moms. Ring ring... ring ring... "Yeah why don't you guys not come down on Christmas, we can pick a Wednesday and I'll come up and see the house and we can go out to dinner. I can't handle the stress". Whoa... you can't handle the stress? The stress of brother and sister fighting because sister thinks we are nasty people and you don't feel the need to speak up and stop it, Craig maybe.. its her brother... but me?! What the hell did I do?! Wow.. what a great holiday season this has turned out to be. Long story short... we stayed home for Christmas, didn't get dressed, and appreciated the life we have together. What Christmas is all about. While my family isn't perfect I am thankful everyday for the family that I have. We have ups and downs but we're still a family and we're still there for each other. I can handle mine. I can't handle his. I don't even know how to fake nice to people who apparently don't like me for some reason I am unaware of. Maybe there is no reason.. maybe it's just because I'm with Craig. How can people not like you for no reason at all.... ?
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