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Blogs > HandsomeDaddy7 > Handsome Daddy's Rants & Raves

Christmas come and gone  

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12/26/2018 5:55 am

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12/27/2018 5:42 am
Christmas come and gone
As always the day comes and goes so quickly. All the build up. All the thinking about who to give what and then the shopping and afterwards to pay for it all. Then everyone comes over and you end up waiting on them hand and foot, never seemingly getting out of the kitchen except to do another surveying of the house to pickup stray toys, lost toys, wrapping paper and wrapping paper bits, then dishes and endless cups that no one ever reuses. And when you are about to scream, they are all at once grab their stuff and head out the door with hugs, well wishing, thanks for this and that present and the food...all the will dropping off more dishes and leaving the house in a general mess.

So after cleaning everything up and putting everything away I finally sat down in a quiet house. Even all the pets were wore out. The wife fast asleep in her bed, for the second time in as many holidays, once again inebriated to the point of wearing out the porcelain on the<b> toilet </font></b>bowl before crawling into bed all before anyone had even opened their presents. But as I sat there in that silence comforted only by the warm glow of Christmas lights I pondered all the people in my life over the last several years trying to remember if even one of them thought of me in anything but a takers way. Even the young widow with two of whom I had been buying groceries and paying for this or that late bill could not even text me to thank me for the money given her to buy her girls something to put under the tree. What is it about people who only think of themselves? Arent there people who take even a second to see and appreciate those who go out of their way to give to them their time and money...NSA?

Sorry for the belly aching. I am just tired of being used. Tired of never having a wonderful pair of arms reaching out to hold me. Tired of never having someone anxious to be with me. I just do not get it. Attractive. Fit. Fun. A giver. When is it my turn?

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