I guess I’ll admit it publically – I’m a bit of a Scrooge when
it comes to this time of year. I
honestly have a hard time seeing past the craziness of spending every waking
moment from Thanksgiving to December 25th doing whatever it will
take to make everyone else happy when all I really want to do is climb into my
big armchair and be left alone with the perfect book. See, I'm a strong introvert, and getting
together with tons of people that I don’t see all the time, even if they’re all
family, is very stressful to me. And
trying to keep everyone around me joyous for the whole season just wears me
out!
