Christmas is so forced, commercial and boring. There I said it. The whole build up and stress and pretence (come on you don’t really enjoy it that much do you) is draining.
This year I am looking forward to it being over but I am looking forward to seeing my girls open their presents and seeing my best friend. Also eating (naturally).
I like January. I think it’s a fabulous time of year. It’s quiet and people tend withdraw because they get over excited over Christmas and then it’s a huge anti climax for them. So, I feel more comfortable as opposed to December where I literally cannot bear being around people sometimes because it’s all too much.
January starts with the first, New years day which is practically a ghost town where I live but I love it. I don’t like New years eve because it’s forced and tacky and I can’t think of much worse than going to a bar or club surrounded by rowdy dickheads.
Also why would you want to start a new year in bed with a hangover?
A new year is a perfect time to make changes. A fresh start. I don’t make resolutions but I do strive to acheive and have hopes and aspirations.
It’s also a whole year until Christmas. What’s not to like about that?