I’ve never been big on gifts for Christmas. I have (now grown) children, so it was necessary to buy stuff before, but it was limited to immediate family.
I did buy a couple of things for an online acquaintance recently. I also received a bag of really good coffee in the mail.
I don’t mind gifts. I mind the expectation of gifts.
I’m not close to my daughters anymore. Even the youngest, who lives nearby, rarely calls. Her phone is currently shut off and I never know when she’s home. I haven’t spoken with her in a while.
I’ll be spending another holiday alone. I still have my dogs.
It’s not all bad though. I’m planning a 75-mile solo bike ride tomorrow. I’ll do a shorter group ride on Monday. I haven’t figured out Christmas day yet. It just seems a waste to have a four-day break from work and not do something.
It’s times like this that I’m reminded of the downsides of being single. However, taking off on a bike ride for 8+ hours without much planning ahead is difficult in most relationships. Maybe being single is okay. I don’t have to justify my habits at home, rather it’s being gone for bike rides, or peeing in the shower.