Ho Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rum

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Christmas is Cancelled Surplus to Requirements

I really have no Christmas Mojo this year. Which is a pity, since it’s always something I enjoy, and now I’m more or less dreading it. I’ve managed to send two presents (to my Mum and my Dad) and I may still make a dash around the shops on Saturday and Sunday. Or I might not.

I’ve been mucking around with some possibilities to get me out of my funk. One was to buy a sports car. No, really, I am that close to being a living cliché. Except I’m not. I went for a test drive in two versions of the same car (the Subaru BZR/Toyota G-86 Coupe) and while I liked it, I didn’t love it. Also, the middle of winter is probably not the time to trade in an all wheel drive hatchback for a perky rear-wheel drive coupe, no matter how up-to-date the traction control is.

Second thought was to take off – literally. To go to Key West, or Montego Bay or some such, and sit in the sun. It’s not a bad idea, but the only thing that’s keeping me going at the moment has been my friends, who’ve been universally wonderful. And this is a time for family, and I know my mum will be happy to have my brother and I for Christmas day. I might find that by Boxing day I want to flee the country anyway, but if I do then there’s something very attractive about turning up at the airport and taking the first flight South. We’ll see.

I’m in a funny, transitional space, I guess. And this time of year is already a time of transition. I wrote a post this morning, which I think was eaten by Live Journal, about how I don’t do Fresh Starts but I do like New Chapters. The problem is that I feel more like I’m living an Afterword (apologies for the randomly applied capitalisation – it just seems to work for me right now).

I’m going out for dinner tonight, in Edinburgh, and tomorrow, in Glasgow. I may go to a party on Saturday (and it will be a lovely party, so if I don’t go then that’s my loss). Or I may just stay in and take the hit.

Um. I hope everyone out there is looking forward to the holiday season. Normal service, etc, etc…