So it Begins

Here it is November 1^st.  Halloween is (thankfully) over.  Is it just me or was this year particularly annoying?  Grown people in costume, white people in black face, THOT’s doing way too much … I can’t.

Now that November is upon us the whirlwind begins.  As you know, I love Thanksgiving and I’m starting to think about the menu and guest list.  NewBae and I haven’t decided if he will be seated at my table or not.  I go back and forth.  The stress of the day is one thing with all the cooking and planning and trying to make sure everyone gets what they want.  Adding bae meeting the family may be too much.  Do I really want to put myself through that?  I don’t know.

Thanksgiving, for me, is the only bright spot of the holiday season.  My kids are home.  I get to cook for the people I love.  It’s the smell of Thanksgiving that gets me every single year.  I love it and always will.  Plus I have brand new renovated bathrooms … you know, so there’s that.

Christmas is much too commercialized for my liking.  I thank God for Jesus.  I’ll get my children some type of gift and that’s about it.  I’m not cooking anything special for Christmas because I’m still too worn out from Thanksgiving.  I am open to invitations but if none are forthcoming I’m good with that as well.

Then there’s New Year’s.  Will I go to Watch Night Service with NewBae?  Does his church even have that?  He attends a traditional Baptist church so I’m sure they do.  A quiet night at home would be more to my liking.

Valentine’s Day.  Ugh.  At least by this time football season will be just about over and I won’t have to make Sunday plans around games anymore.  Silver lining.

I sound like such a downer, I know.  But again, all these forced celebrations get on my nerves.  I usually get like this around winter time … blame SAD (seasonal affective order – it’s a real thing, look it up!)  Holidays, cold weather, forced gatherings … how many days until spring?