. . . I rebelled.
I have some ornaments
and some manger scenes
and some fake poinsettias
that are back in the attic.
'Course they're not the meaningful ones.
They're the ones I bought myself.
On a whim.
'Course that doesn't negate them.
I mean, I matter.
If I liked them then they matter.
I have relegated them to the attic.
And somehow that gives me some control over my life!
All of that Christmas stuff will not be the boss of me!