It has made all the difference. I feel like I am enjoying Christmas for the first time in years.
Every day that I am following my dream instead of slaving away in that cubicle hell-hole, I thank my lucky stars for this opportunity. I don't know how I got this lucky. Sometimes I feel guilty because of it.
For a glimpse into my normal state of mind during the Christmas season, visit this link. Warning: the post is peppered with the F-word.
Things that are different this year, compared to last year: We got our tree last weekend. My adorable husband hung lights outside, for the first time. It's so beautiful. I've been listening to Frank Sinatra sing Christmas songs. I sent our Christmas cards out. I'm almost done with Christmas shopping, except for a couple of holdouts who haven't told me what they want *COUGH* SUSAN & CODY *COUGH*. And, I'm about to get all Betty Crocker up in this bitch with some cookies.
It's all because I quit my job. I still spend at least eight hours a day sitting at a computer, but I find that when I don't have to do something I detest, I retain the energy that would normally get sucked away by corporate vampires.
It's fantastic. I hope you don't hate me for it.
I sort of love our tree this year. Although I hate our tree topper so I cropped most of it out. There are three cans of SSSCAT pointed at the tree to make sure the cats don't destroy it. :-)