It's time for that 'holiday season' again. And it starts with the dreaded Thanksgiving. The one where I try to find a safe corner to sit in while everyone else talks, drinks, eats and usually some will get into an argument. What is it with these people? In over 50+ years I have yet to figure out these things. Why not stay home and eat or if you don't want to cook then go to a restaurant. And, why in the he** do they expect me to be there when they know it's very close to torture for me? Personally, I believe they do it on purpose because they know how much I hate it...and then it becomes a joke when I am there. Yep, can't freakin wait.
And then comes the horror of Christmas. It would be nice to be wealthy, then I would rent a cabin in the mountains November 1st and return the second week of January. They could have their holidays and I could be at peace....of course, then they would have no one to make fun of.
Sorry, just venting.