Waiting To Get This Over With

Tomorrow will be our annual end-of-the-year party at work. As was the case last year, they’re having this year’s party at the same bowling alley we went to last year. I’ve been dreading it ever since it was first announced, not because it’s bowling, but because there are certain people who will likely be in attendance, who I would prefer not to be around. I had hoped to have some kind of excuse so that I wouldn’t have to go, but Christina said that I’d have to be in attendance, broken bones and all. In previous years, I had threatened to sustain some kind of catastrophic injury so that I wouldn’t have to engage in social activities at work. I told her that if I happened to take a tumble down a flight of stairs, there would be a good chance that my ability to walk would be compromised. She didn’t care. She’d expect that I’d hobble in and participate. So, as it stands, it looks like I’ll be there tomorrow. I haven’t broken any bones, nor have I come close to falling down or off any flights of stairs, so it would appear that I am stuck. Great. Actually, now that I think of it, maybe there’s a chance that my spinal stenosis acts up and this time adversely affects my right arm? Though I am very much left-handed, I happen to bowl with my right arm.

The only thing that I guess I’m looking forward to would be giving my gift to the person whose name I drew as part of this year’s Secret Santa. Prior to drawing her name, I didn’t want to participate in this either. I’ll just say that drawing her name motivated me just a bit, so maybe I’m applying undue pressure on myself. As I said before, I’m just wanting to see Christmas and the holidays come and go, so that life can return to normal and I can get on with whatever 2025 is going to be. At least, at work, I am not optimistic for what the year new year will have in store. But as it stands for the moment, I haven’t been in the mood to involve myself in Christmas parties, gift exchanges, listening to Christmas music, or frankly, anything related to the holidays.

As has been the case for a while now, I just don’t care anymore.