The Christmas Spirit
Dec. 24th, 2006 03:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mhuzzellWhat is it this year? The relatively warm weather all over the US East Coast? The less clement weather elsewhere that's clogging airports and keeping people away from their families? Too few carols on the radio and showings of "It's a Wonderful Life" on television?
Everyone I've talked to about it (and some I haven't) has said that they're "having trouble getting into the Christmas Spirit this year". I am definitely among them. Christmas lost it's 'magic' for me a good few years ago, but at least in previous years I've managed to muster some level of excitement for the holiday, but this year... nothing. It just seems like one big hassle.
I don't know. Maybe it's just that I'm still in a bad mood after an absolutely HELLISH 16-hour car journey down from Massachusetts to North Carolina with my mum, aunt, sister, brother and cousin, in a car overfilled past the gills with stuff, such that everyone had crap surrounding them, on their laps and at their feet--an uncomfortable situation exacerbated by the ridiculously obnoxious antics of my brother and cousin.
Or maybe it's that the last few Christmases have been so dissapointing in one way or another that this year I'm just not getting my hopes up.
My one bittersweet consolation is that the car ride down was SO bad that I decided it was worth the money to buy a plane ticket back up, allowing me to spend New Year's in the mountains with my friends, as I'd wanted to originally.
Everyone I've talked to about it (and some I haven't) has said that they're "having trouble getting into the Christmas Spirit this year". I am definitely among them. Christmas lost it's 'magic' for me a good few years ago, but at least in previous years I've managed to muster some level of excitement for the holiday, but this year... nothing. It just seems like one big hassle.
I don't know. Maybe it's just that I'm still in a bad mood after an absolutely HELLISH 16-hour car journey down from Massachusetts to North Carolina with my mum, aunt, sister, brother and cousin, in a car overfilled past the gills with stuff, such that everyone had crap surrounding them, on their laps and at their feet--an uncomfortable situation exacerbated by the ridiculously obnoxious antics of my brother and cousin.
Or maybe it's that the last few Christmases have been so dissapointing in one way or another that this year I'm just not getting my hopes up.
My one bittersweet consolation is that the car ride down was SO bad that I decided it was worth the money to buy a plane ticket back up, allowing me to spend New Year's in the mountains with my friends, as I'd wanted to originally.
