My Christmas Story…

December 24, 2011

8:05 Christmas Eve and I’m sitting here alone.

Dad is asleep on my futon, still napping from around noon.

Pixel proceeded to destroy all of my nice bras while we were at breakfast this morning.

A small, 2 foot tree I purchased for my dad sits downstairs, undecorated.

The gifts I bought are still unwrapped and piled at the foot of my bed.

The love of my life is far, far away, enjoying a Christmas with his family and traditions.

This is also the first year that my house has no lights decorating it.

If I wasn’t as emotionally stable as I am, this might send me off the edge.

I just can’t wait for this to be over…


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