December used to be the worst month of the year for me.
I still remember making a Santa out of a toilet paper roll, red crepe paper and some cotton in one of my first years of school. When I brought it home, knowing it probably wasnt right, the parents reaction convinced me I was a real sinner.
From then on my sister and I were drilled on the evils of birthdays, paganism, Nimrodism and druidism; and the vital chronology proving Jesus was not born in Dec.
I began dreading the month of December: Christmas plays, decorating classrooms and the tree, art class, music class, gift exchanges, Christmas parties and the inevitable embarrassing questions and difficult situations that had to be explained to friends, other students, teachers and principals pretty much every year.
When I finished school and started work I still found my stomach getting queasy as December approached and rehearsing my lines like Merry Christmas Dah...thanks buddy; Christmas party? Wont be there, JW you know
I stopped going to the hall in 99 but I just realised that it is only this year that I can say my December stress level is completely normal.
Anyone else enjoying a relaxed holiday season?