December 20, 2011 by esarsea
Thankfully, there’s only a few more days of TV commercials for jewelry, electric shavers and computer-animated polar bears drinking Coca Cola.
Jaded? No. Just not into it. Tired of losing loved ones for the holidays. I’m 3 for 3 so far, and this last one was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
I can’t stand going to the store. Christmas carols playing in the background cloud my vision. I haven’t done any shopping yet, and I’m not sure I am going to. Not out of bitterness or anger. I’m just tired. Very tired. Sad. Unmotivated.
I’m trying to “suck it up” and put on my happy face. It’s not fair to my wife, kids and grandkids to selfishly withdraw; curled up in a fetal position somewhere in the back reaches of my childhood memories – but there I am.
It’s supposed to be getting better. It only gotten worse.
I know it’s time to put on my big-boy pants, quit my whining and get my shit together. Yeah, I know. I know. Maybe tomorrow. Hopefully tomorrow.