Christmas again, the season is here. Aren’t we supposed to be full of goodwill and good cheer?
I can’t drum that up. I’m a grumpy old one. I dislike the season. People think I am weird.
When you’re chasing around for the entire day, no time to sit, have a conversation to say,
How about for a change, someone get me a drink? A look of horror spreads around. You can tell, they didn’t think!
So there I am up and cooking the food. Running around, don’t think I am rude.
I just don’t have time to sit down and say, Merry Christmas etc on this “happy” day.
The dinner is given to all that are there, but before i get seated, i notice…no chair.
So. I go find a seat. I say ‘don’t wait for me’. Course, no one has, they’re eating already!
By the time I sit down, my space has been filled, by crackers and paper and glasses to fill.
“Oh while you’re up” I hear someone say “Want to fill up my glass?” Oh yes I smile away!
Once all that’s done, I sit down, eat my food, Usually balanced on an old bathroom stool
This is the point where I’m heckled by all. Can I hurry up , theyre ready for their 15th course.
And through all this, I’m sitting there with my flashing Xmas earrings in and a smile and a stare
On the bright side though, we can move in the room. now the food has been eaten. I forgot , where’s the broom?
Sweeping up what is left, what’s been spilt on the floor. Family now asking, is there anything more?
Someone will want the one thing I haven’t got. Ain’t that always the way. I dont care a jot.
Everyone’s gone and I go to bed. The season is done, was that all in my head?
The madness we have for one day of the year.
It’s all away now, that is til next year.