Y'know, it's not that I hate the holidays exactly, it's that I hate how everyone loses their mind and what feels like should be my time OFF gets filled with obligations.

And I don't mind all of those, but I do mind some of them. For instance, going to church for Christmas. I've heard the Christmas story from probably fifteen different pastors. I don't really subscribe to the notion that listening to someone talk bolsters my faith in any sense because I've already thought through all that and worked out what I want and expect from having faith, why I have any, etc. But I get dragged off to that service every year.

I could go on the church rant here, but I won't. It's also the obligation of how I spend time. We had a discussion-mom misses my absolute least favorite part of our family Christmas experience-sitting around for three hours talking and drinking coffee. I hate coffee. I'm an introvert, and for me it was always 3 hours of sitting there trying to get a word in edgewise and being cut off every time.

I don't hate the holidays, I hate the nonsense.