Wrapping Day

It's not Christmas Eve, it's "Wrapping Day". This means I spend the whole day wrapping Christmas presents (a task I consider a complete waste of time - what's wrong with just a bag or box? It's not like anyone spends time admiring the paper, they just want to get rid of it) while trying to avoid the cheesy Christmas songs and other faux-cheer.

Tomorrow is Christmas Day of course, where I genuinely wish I could just sleep all afternoon like some of the older guests. Every year we have the issue of how to entertain them - they can't really walk far, they don't like watching anything that's on TV, and they don't drink. They're not really into party games We sit around and miserably reminisce about some golden years, and occasionally snooze (if we're old enough to get away with it). If we're really lucky some holiday photos or similar will be brought out for our viewing displeasure.

It's not that I dislike Christmas, I just dislike the the empty rituals that are so confused with it.
The sending of Christmas Cards is a classic example. Now, the sending of a card in itself is not shallow - Christmas is the perfect time to remember and send greetings and good wishes to friends and family. However, sending cards to people you don't know, or don't really like very much, is just an empty gesture, done only because it's what you do at Christmas.

Bah Humbug!