Hate

I love the holidays for the family and the food.  I hate the holidays for the traffic and the crowds.  I hate crowds.  h-a-t-e.  I hate tons of people, and long lines, and no parking.  I get anxiety and feel claustrophobic and irritable.  It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized this about myself.  Big crowds at amusement parks -- hate.  Big crowds at football games -- hate.  Big crowds at concerts or parades or shopping.  Hate, hate and hate.  Traffic.  Hate.  Wedgies.  Hate.  Although those are unrelated to crowds for the most part.  I don't know what it is that drains me about being around tons of people.  Well, yes I do.  I'm a closet introvert.  A loud, obnoxious, life of the party kind of introvert.  Ever heard of one of those?  Maybe I'll post about it sometime.  But for now I'm just going to whine about it.

I'm home today with all my kiddos off school, and nothing but baking and Christmas decorations on the agenda, and I'm so happy about it!  A day with no plans, no reason to get dressed, and every reason to hang out with my kids, listen to Christmas music and eat treats.  Perfection.

I'm off to eat fudge for breakfast.  Peace.