I do. I hate Christmas. I've spent the last couple of years kidding myself that I don't hate it, I just don't love it either. This year I realised that's all I'm doing- kidding myself. And for some reason, people seem to take this very personally- strangers, friends, family... It's a bit wearing after a while.
There are a lot of reasons I don't feel the festive love, I have a whole heap of emotional baggage attached to Christmas, I find the obligation to spend my precious, precious time off travelling to visit people who wouldn't ever think to come to me instead frustrating because I work away all week, as the organised one of the two of us, it usually falls to me to do all of the Christmas shopping for mine and Tom's families as well as send all the Christmas cards to the relevant people- without missing anyone lest they be offended, I'm also allergic to evergreens- that means Christmas trees- I wish I was kidding, the list goes on. Christmas for me is synonymous with obligation.
Despite my dislike for the time, I wouldn't say I'm a scrooge- if you want to put up Christmas decorations, make wrapping gifts into a party or drink warm spiced wine for an entire month, go for your life. If roasted turkey & pigs in blankets is the meal of the year for you, enjoy. You don't get to judge me for not owning a single bauble or string of tinsel any more than I get to shame you for being excited about mince pies or jumpers with reindeer on them.
This year, for the first time in 6 years, Tom and I are doing our own thing for Christmas. We'll be spending it in our home, just us, doing things the way we want to. We'll probably go for a run, I'm cooking a duck pasta dish for lunch and there's every chance a bottle of wine will be open before 2pm. We will exchange gifts, we have given gifts to the children in our family and some close family members but instead of the previous volume we've made donations to a charity each that's important to us- Cancer Research UK & The Army Benevolent Fund. We probably won't watch much of the Christmas TV- to be fair we're already 2/3 of the way through the Harry Potter movies anyway, we are unlikely to dress up much, and we don't own Christmas pyjamas.
So as we wind down for the weekend and head towards the 'big day' itself, yes, I'm one of *those* people, and inevitably I'll be told daily- I should just enjoy myself or to stop putting a downer on someone else's plans, and to them I remind them: you do you, I'll do me- I'm not stopping you, I just don't want to join you.
With love from the single Christmas decoration I own- a tealight holder from my time in Leipzig