We finished putting the tree up today. It was nice to actually have money for the holidays, even though they shouldn't be about money. I hate how material the holidays have become, but I am a hypocrite. It was nice to pay the bills up so we could afford some things we actually wanted.
Ever since John lost his job last year we have been struggling. the stress was affected both of us, but it was all over my face. There were several nights that I either cried myself to sleep, or stressed myself into insomnia. Now that John is working a steady job, even though it's Dish, my stress has gone down, the debt collector calls have gone down, I've been in better moods, & I have actually been sleeping.
Last Christmas I was very down, & injured. I feel on the ice giving myself a concussion for Christmas. I definitely wasn't feeling merry. This year I lost my weekends off shift so I get the pleasure of taking phone calls from people who think that they are entitled to everything, &, since it will be Christmas, they will feel even more entitled to getting what they want.
I will do like I did when I worked on Thanksgiving: I had a customer who had to have a receiver replaced, which pissed her off. So she hatefully asked me if I knew what the day was, & without missing a beat I happy said "It's Thursday".
So when the customers that call on Christmas get their attitudes twisted I will happily tell them "Merry Christmas", & if one is bold enough to ask me what the day is I will say... "It's Sunday".