I like the build-up to Christmas. I like dressing the tree and getting everything ready. I just have an intense dislike of the day itself. It's my birthday, and I loathe it. I can't go anywhere or do anything that I'd really like to; I can't spend the day with the people I would otherwise choose to as they're usually spending the day with their families. And even if I do spend it with other people then they are inevitably celebrating their Christmas - as they've every right to do. (I've considered having an 'un-birthday' in the middle of the summer, but it just doesn't feel right).
But the one thing I absolutely detest more than anything else; the one thing guaranteed to wind me up ... getting a Christmas card with 'Happy Birthday' written in it!!
Bah humbug ...
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