Holiday Cheer

We ran out to pick up a couple of things for the condo on Saturday. Those last few things to aid you in organizing and unpacking the final tower of the boxes.

I normally would not have ventured out on a Saturday so close to Christmas, but we had company coming and I was desperate to finish unpacking.

Between the volume of traffic, cars blocking intersections, parking space thieves and people just plain cranky, our one hour trip turned into three.

At the start of our adventure I was smiling and cheery. Near the end, my smile turned upside-down, and my cheer soured as I guarded the cart, wondering when a shopping hawk would swoop in and snatch something from it.

The decline in holiday cheer has me contemplating what the Holiday season is about and why Santa does not deliver more coal Christmas morning.