Stop the holiday madness

Hi All:

Today I'm so tired.  Momzilla was really being manic obsessive about the upcoming holiday yesterday, driving me to distraction.  To top it off, just as I was getting to sleep, she pounded on my door because her bathroom door was stuck and need me to open it.  That operation took all of a second to perform then it was back to bed.  Damage done already.  Word of caution, don't ever wake someone just as they're falling asleep.  You could incur their wrath.  Needless to say it put me in a foul mood today.  Fortunately, enough coffee and a double espresso seems to be easing the exhaustion.  Now add some music and I'm definitely feeling a bit more mellow.  Ahh, much better.

I wonder if it's me or do other people get really cranky when they're tired?  Sometimes, the tiredness is so intense that even the littlest thing will set me off.  Like this morning, for example, I was out running errands and I wanted to get some coffee.  I place my order and give this clueless looking teenage boy a $20 to pay for my drink.  He looks at me and says he can't break a twenty.  I tell him, rather pointedly, that I don't have anything smaller and he'll have to figure something out.  Then, there's not coffee in the urn, again, the cluelessness.  That set me off.  I finally got my coffee. It wasn't about the coffee so much as it was about the fact this pimply faced brat was just being annoying.  O.K. some of it was the need for caffeine.  Of course, mom and her obsession du jour wasn't helping.  Apparently she thinks that if she doesn't have the fanciest table cloth on the table then the holiday will be lost.  Please.  Then she just has to, has to get to the bakery before the all hellfire breaks out.  Enough already.  I can't wait until all these holidays are over for the year.

As you recall from previous posts, the whole concept of the celebrating religious holidays are totally lost on me.  For me, where you lose me is when it becomes more about the meal then marking an actual event or continuing a  lovely custom.  When did the meal become more important?  I mean, yes, it's important to eat and a traditional meal is part of the whole celebration but when did that over take everything else?  When did obsessing over silly things like table cloths and other trivial things become the thing?  It's enough to make one go insane.  Fortunately, there are escape mechanisms.  For me, one way is getting down on the screen.  Release.