Season’s greetings! Or is it happy new year? I don’t know this festive holiday jargon, please bear with me. It’s the month of joy, where busy ones are home for the holidays and everything needs to be perfect because, well, it’s the Christmas month. Each day leading up to the 25th has been a build up of excitement and festive buzz until Boxing Day arrives and the trees are about to be taken down, the presents are exchanged and the oh, so special Christmas spirit has vanished along with the platters of food consumed from the previous night (praying for those who weighed themselves on Boxing Day). It’s a funny concept, isn’t it? The idea that people strive to be their very best in the name of a festive holiday. Somehow the need for everything to be perfect overrides everything else alongside excessive consumptions of candy cane and tales of Santa watching every move you make (if you have children). Suddenly, the excitement is bubbling inside of you and your inner six year old crawls out and takes the wheel. This is me saying happy holidays and happy new year. Now go ace life.
Dear December31 December 2015
A recount of my December 2015.