My feelings about the holidays change from year-to-year. I’m not really a holiday lover but not a hater either. I like the holiday cheer part but hate the big crowds and traffic jams it creates.
Last year we had an unusually busy holiday season and tons of events. We’re not big social people and while I love visiting with family and friends, I find it extremely draining to be in large groups of people that I don’t know.
Also last year my family was here so we did a lot more going out to movies and restaurants and stuff than Bob and I might normally do. At the end of last year I totally hit my breaking point and refused to attend our last function and instead spent the day puttering around the house in my sweats with my hair uncombed.
So as we started the slow descent into this holiday season I was preemptively stressing about getting overbooked and Bob reminded me that we don’t have as many events and we’re going away for the holiday to a quiet place where three cars is a traffic jam and the only people we see are family and friends so nothing to be exhausted about. (Assuming the weather cooperates and travel goes smoothly.)