Why do the best of times turn out to be the worst of times bringing out the worst in me? It shouldn't matter who Uncle Bill voted for, that no one in my spouse's family likes me, or even that everyone at my office party gets drunk at the 'Holiday Party.' There has to be a way around that other than sitting it all out. So if I have to spend time with people I'd rather not, maybe Christmas can redeem my time with them, rather than my time with them ruining my Christmas. Now that would ...
Why do the best of times turn out to be the worst of times bringing out the worst in me? It shouldn't matter who Uncle Bill voted for, that no one in my spouse's family likes me, or even that everyone at my office party gets drunk at the 'Holiday Party.' There has to be a way around that other than sitting it all out. So if I have to spend time with people I'd rather not, maybe Christmas can redeem my time with them, rather than my time with them ruining my Christmas. Now that would restore a little sanity to the time and space I share with people over these holy-days!
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