The Good Father put some lights up but hasn't connected them yet. I figure at the rate he tends to do things they should be working by New Year's Day.
Haven't decided if we'll bother with a tree or gifts. Kinda have to get for the family, but since we're doing donations at least it can be done sitting right here. But rather than worry about getting it done I'm waiting for my husband to get his ass in gear and sit down to do it. For the one sibling and spouse that didn't want to do donations we decided tough shit, they're getting donations. I suppose at some point next week I'll haul my ass out and get gifts for their kids. Yippee.
I don't know that we'll do gifts for each other either. I just keep worrying that if we do go out and even just spend like $100 each, if I don't get a job fast enough that money would have been food, you know? We'll still do our Christmas Eve tradition of Chinese food and Scrooged but that may be about it.
The mood goes up, the mood goes down. Mostly down. I know I'm lucky beause I have what really counts - friends and family and a home - but still it's hard to deal with all the crap of the season. And if I hear one more blasted carol I'm going to shoot someone. Waited in the doctor's office for an hour today and the radio station played all Christmas music - most of it really sappy too. Ick. I hate sap even when I'm in a good mood!