It sucks because I do love Christmas. The time between the start of October and the end of December has traditionally been my favorite time of year but I'm just not feeling festive. I hate to be the Grinch because it's my great-niece's first Christmas and my nephew recently got married and there's a lot to be happy for but I can't seem to get over the slump. I know the reasons for it and there are many and wide-ranging. It'll be fake it till you make it this year, I guess.
I love Christmas but I just don't give a c about it this year. I've bought a few gifts and we made some cookies, but I don't think we'll decorate at all. I was hoping to be in a new house but not yet, and when I was out of town I asked Mr. K to try and clean up the living room so if we had to have Thanksgiving here we'd be able to. I came home after over a week and it was the same if not worse than before. :/ I keep trying to stress to him how much our house absolutely depresses me and it's still so damned messy. And now I get to go spend a chunk of our savings on a stupid new car. which yes I need it and I'm looking forward to having a new car but I really didn't want to get it right *now*, you know?
