Yes, yes, I'm a grinch. A scrooge. A stick in the mud, or whatever other name you give to someone who wishes the holidays were a bit shorter... like, done and over in an hour.
It's not that I don't like the decorations. I do. They're pretty. They make me go "aw" sometimes.
It's not that I don't like giving gifts. I do. I love surprising the kids and dogs and the kitty with something new and different that makes them go "aw"... even if it's in bark and meow.
It's not that I dislike visiting family and friends, drinking eggnog, eating cookies and candy and all manner of good food. I do. I even like making some of the good eats.
But, seriously, the holidays seem to drag on and on longer than necessary. The stores pitch us harder every year. The ads on TV and the web are outrageous. Outrageous in their annoyance. Some are funny and all are colorful but each one exists for one reason... to encourage us to give up our money in pursuit of happiness. And, we all know, there is no happiness in spending. Or, should I say overspending?