I started putting up the tree yesterday. I felt nothing. No excitement, no joy, not a thing. I’ve never been a big fan of any of the holidays. It’s all too much buildup for just one day, if you ask me. Most of the holidays have lost their meaning anyway. They have all gone commercial.
I do try to put it on for the kids, though. I’m not a total scrooge, at least not around the kids. 
meh.
I’m sorta blah about the season as well, but I discovered one thing that helped: friendship. A close friend of mine (she’s more like my older sister) and I borrowed an old European tradition of using each week of the month to have a small festive get-together at one person’s house where we *all* decorate, cook, etc. Basically taking the "putting up the tree" event and making it communal. It’s resurrected my spirit somewhat. We have a small circle of close-knit friends and have been systematically going to each other’s house, as a group, spreading the cheer home-by-home. It’s a good thing, too, because it’s probably keeping my sanity intact.
Life’s too short to be so down about Christmas….get into the spirit of it all and start singing some carols! - I love everything about it…..it is a special time……so cheer up, and next week come eat some twiglets with me and my mum!
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