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Holiday letters? Fruitcake? Scary credit card bills? Bah, humbug
After a good deal of thought (my daughters would vehemently deny Im capable of such a thing), Ive elected to opt out of Christmas this year.
Yes, opt out.
No exhaustive and exhausting participation in the Christmas spirit.
No fear that the postman will drive up in an eighteen-wheeler to deliver my credit card bill.
I wont have to beggar myself financially simply by acquiring gasoline before ever buying a present.
I wont spend hours crafting an annual holiday letter which I stuff into greeting cards addressed by hand. Im convinced that every religion on this planet recognizes writing a holiday letter as honorable penance for any number of grievous sins such as pride, sloth or lending money to relatives. Those of you who craft your own annual missive know full well that it gets promptly tossed when it reaches its recipient, who is a wonderful friend whom you havent seen or spoken to in thirty years.
Unfortunately, I will have to pretend to love Aunt Ruthies fruit cake smothered in giblet gravy and guacamole. She prepares the delightful concoctions decades in advance, much like the very finest wines. I think this year she will be handing out a 1975 vintage. Itll be special.
One of the bad things, though, is that I wont get to enjoy the heady rush of such wonderfully fulfilling things as wrapping presents.
Okay, okay, before anyone starts yelling, I do realize many of you enjoy the prospect of spending uncounted hours shopping for just the right paper. What scares me is folks who make their own ribbons. Ive watched people do it. It looks very dangerous, using scissors and a couple thousand yards of ribbon to curl a perfect bow the size of a thimble.
Yup, Im opting out. No second thoughts. Not even the uneasy feeling that Ive finally reached the exalted status of Master Curmudgeon.
After a bit of soul-searching, I guess the other thing Ill do is start working on the %$^@$ Christmas letter and begin thinking about presents for those special people who grace my life.
Loren Fairman, who is not related to the Grinch, is a freelance humor writer living in the Federal Way-Kent area.