Your kitty! 😻 Also, it helps me to know there's someone else who's just not into holidays, like period. Over the years, I found that they involve more stress than could possibly be worth it to me. Personally, I do best when there is very little involved with any seasonal celebration, especially Christmas. 🤷☺️
That cat is a menace! He has a lot to say! I think my feelings come from my dad always having to work a lot (he worked at a ski resort) so we didn't get to travel and we had to be fast with everything because he went to bed almost as soon as he got home from work so he could groom the snow in the early morning hours. It just lost it's magic. And then I worked retail for too many years. That always kills the holiday spirit. Life in a resort town means a lot of sacrifice for the comfort of unappreciative strangers. A weird thing to complain about, but it definitely affects my perspective on privilege and what matters most. Plus, we never had money. That's a pretty big damper year-round! Jealousy just turns into exhaustion after a while. Maybe that was oversharing, but my heart gets a little heavy about all of it. Which explains a lot of my guilt of over-buying and consumption I suppose!
Hahahaha I’m totally an enabler! 😂And yes, the secret is safe with me!!! (Plus you are good at sewing!) ❤
The BEST enabler! I'm sure I've returned the favor a few times!
Your kitty! 😻 Also, it helps me to know there's someone else who's just not into holidays, like period. Over the years, I found that they involve more stress than could possibly be worth it to me. Personally, I do best when there is very little involved with any seasonal celebration, especially Christmas. 🤷☺️
That cat is a menace! He has a lot to say!
I think my feelings come from my dad always having to work a lot (he worked at a ski resort) so we didn't get to travel and we had to be fast with everything because he went to bed almost as soon as he got home from work so he could groom the snow in the early morning hours. It just lost it's magic. And then I worked retail for too many years. That always kills the holiday spirit. Life in a resort town means a lot of sacrifice for the comfort of unappreciative strangers. A weird thing to complain about, but it definitely affects my perspective on privilege and what matters most. Plus, we never had money. That's a pretty big damper year-round! Jealousy just turns into exhaustion after a while. Maybe that was oversharing, but my heart gets a little heavy about all of it.
Which explains a lot of my guilt of over-buying and consumption I suppose!