Speaking of the joys of the holidays...

So many people I have talked to are stressing about the family gatherings! I remember those. Everyone gets together. There is always a doddering old aunt or Nana. A black sheep. A holier than though individual who is not even in control of their lives but knows what everyone else needs. The drunken uncle who gets silly and embarrassing but makes you laugh. the other drunken uncle/brother-in-law/nephew who gets drunk and belligerent. And a myriad of other individuals that get thrown into the pot and have the potential to create an explosion of biblical proportions that will be gossiped about for months later! ("Which one are you Boo?" you ask...ha! I will never tell...baaaaah)

I don't have to deal with any of it! YEAH ME!!! It is just me and my son. My family lives in the USA. I live in the UK. I miss them surely. But I don't miss the holiday stress. I have created a magical and fun plan for Xmas eve for me and my 10 year old and we can't wait! Lot's of hors' d'oeuvres, mini cakes, fizzy wine for me and fizzy cider for the boy so we can toast each other and what we have. My son is great company for a 10 year old. he has the sarcasm and humour of an adult yet the childlike wonder of..well a child! He makes me laugh!

And I am proud of myself this year. I managed to pay the bills and I managed Christmas with no help from anyone. I did it myself! Good thing to because everyone around me has screwed up their Xmas. I thought, many months ago, that Xmas would be sad and gloomy because I had no one....boo hoo. And then I realized that I didn't need to be in a relationship to make a happy Christmas! Hell how many Christmases in a relationship were ruined by fights, humbugs, and stress??? No this year was calm, organized, happy! And I am looking forward to tomorrow like a child would. I can't wait till my son goes to bed so I can play Santa and stuff the stockings, put presents under the tree, and make sure Santa eats his treats that we will leave out for him. then we will get up at stupid O'clock in the morning and revel in the opening of presents, the popping or poppers and confetti, and a lovely breakfast!

Sounds pretty good!