No offence to Jesus, but Christmas has lost its lustre. Christmas has become a time of loneliness, isolation and neuroses. My parents split when I was eight so I have always spent separate Christmases since that time. This year I'll be spending Christmas with my Mum for the first time in eight or seven years, which will be nice. Having recently discovered that she actually reads this blog, I won't state what I got her, but I think she'll like it.
Last year I became acutely aware of how many Christmases I spent with friends' families, like the Fasts, the Goudswards and the Chattaways a couple of times. But most of my friends have spouses and/or kids of their own, and they go to larger family functions here or elsewhere. Christmas in Montreal was spent with a woman I really should have avoided for my own mental well being. Not that she was the sole cause of my mental disintegration, nor am I trying to lay any blame on her.
This year I have had a number of dreams about getting fired or layed-off. In fact this morning, I dreamed a realistic dream that I the head of HR called, woke me up and told me they were letting me go becuase I answered my phone. I woke up with such a jolt, it was like being a kid and having the dream about being consumed by a multi-tentacled, shadowy beast. Or the one where you are falling.
Tis the season for mass lay-offs, fa-la-la-la-la, la la LA la/ Sign this paper and don't shoot your mouth off, fa-la-la-la-la, la la LA la.
Since November I have had subconscious fears about losing my job. I can't see it happening as security is a growth industry and having guards who show up on time and speak English fluently is a bonus. That sounds bad, but it is an industry problem right now. But there is that constant niggling that just won't go away until sometime around the middle of January. Yes the modern corporate world has helped destroy the season and turned Christmas in Crapmas.
BTW, Message to Chrisco - Piss Off!