Bah, Humbug!

I hate the Holidays!

All those prissy, decorated, holly day blogs of the oblivious...

"How are you?"
I answer, "I'm joyful".

After all it is Christmas and Chonuka time. I'm suposed to be shopping and decorating. Get a tree, bake cookies, have parties, get a holiday bonus, and get time off.

I don't get any of that! I get to work for Mr. Scrooge at the factory! I don't get to see any one. It's a workday like all the rest. I'm expecting no gifts, and I have no money to spend on the kids or relatives.
I don't have time to make things, as I'd prefer to do.

I have nothing to look forward to at all. The holidays just remind me of what I miss!

My parents have been gone for years. We used to have great family parties with good food, and everyone got presents! We went caroling and gave goodies out to neighbors, made things for the homeless shelters, and had a good spiritual time.
Holidays without relatives is terrible!

I hate the holidays with no money to give what I'd like to. No cards to send, no putting a buck in the Salvation Army can. No money to afford running up the electric bill with lights, no time to dig them out and put them up.

I had to choose between Thanksgiving off, or Christmas. I'm not a brain surgeon. People won't die if I don't work, but I won't have the money I need to live on, either.

"I'm Joyful" is a sarcastic comment. Most people have no clue how depressed I get this time of year.
They have spouses, two incomes, a nice place to live, all the presents they want. They are so lucky!

I only enjoy the season with time off, money to shop, time to sing and decorate, and not worrying about how to pay for it! Scrooge doesn't give out bonuses! Bah!