In which Mikey is annoyed at Christmas...
I’m not a big fan of Christmas. Perhaps it’s because it’s in winter (which I’m also not a fan of) but for us single folks, Christmas is just a reminder of how you’ve not done as well as others. “Look”, it tells you, “you’ve not got a loved one to enjoy this with, no children to share the magic, aren’t you pathetic”
Oh it’s a magic time of the year.
Not this year. I’m sick of this seasonal depression and refuse to allow this jumped up toy advert of a holiday to dictate what I do with my life.
I shall be spending Christmas enjoying the fact that where I am in life right now is not an unfortunate accident but by design and on any give day during the rest of the year I am perfectly happy with my situation. Yes I would like to find that special somebody at some point, maybe have kids (or at least a good excuse to get a Scaletrix) but that’s not happened yet and rushing into things is just going to turn a good life into a crappy one.
Got that Christmas? Got that?