Somebody thought it was a great idea to introduce an Elf on the Shelf into our home, and now it’s this big obligation, and I fucking hate it. I hate the idea of surveillance for one thing. Lying to my kids about some “magical elf conduit to Santa” that moves around. Not only that it seems to be more of a way for parents to fuck with their kids, and be mean, more so than adding to the Christmas spirit of joy, and cheerfulness. Do you know how hard it is already to mask my hand writing to add Santa labels on presents, and now I have to write full on notes in yet another style of handwriting that isn’t my own, or Santa’s? It’s really tiresome. I love decorations. I love music. I love going to see lights, tree lighting ceremonies, Christmas markets, and school events. I like movies, plays, and books about Christmas. But this is a step I’m none too fond of. In fact I hate it.
I’d like to say that this is the end of my rant, but I’m more angry that it was foisted upon us without any considerations for the obligations it brings. No body even asked us if we wanted it. I know that we have expressed a disdain for the idea openly, and that was ignored. They could have bought it, and kept it at their own house, and done all of the little tableaus, notes, pranks, and more themselves. But no! It became our obligation to do all that, so that they could just bring it up, over, and over, and over again. Never dropping the subject. But also never doing anything significant with it themselves. Must be nice. Just like them, constantly making plans for other people to have to do, with zero follow through required on their part. It’s kind of ridiculous. Now my kids are in the middle of it. Sure, cool. Use childlike wonder against us. Love it. Why not.
In other news the fog rolled in like this was an east coast town. So thick, and moist. Very damp out there today. Early this morning you could hardly see more than eight to ten feet in front of your nose. On the plus side the roads were clear, and it wasn’t icy. The rains have washed much of our snow accumulation away. Back to mushy green grass, and lots of mud. It’s a gay old time!
I don’t think I’ve been sleeping well because I am feeling exhausted right now.
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