A bit of bah, humbug

I normally love the holidays. I wanted to take full advantage of the season and I really tried to start out strong this year, doing a variety of Christmas activities, talking to the kids about Christmas, doing some holiday shopping, making homemade gifts, listening to Christmas music, and doing something for those less fortunate during the holiday season.

However, I don't think I have ever felt less Christmas-y in my life. I keep waiting for this magical holiday spirit to descend on me, and so far... nothing. Nothing but tons of stress, a cold I can't seem to recover from after a solid month, and now just general seasonal blah. It's probably seasonal affective disorder rearing its ugly head, in which case the trip to California and some time outdoors will probably help.

Here's hoping!