This Christmas might be one of the rare occasions where I’m actually looking more forward to seeing others open the presents I gave them rather than the presents that were given me. I think the little boy inside me is finally growing up a little.
One of the things I had planned to do for this Christmas this year was watch It’s A Wonderful Life, ending my boycott of the film which had become something of a tradition for me over the years. I avoided watching the movie because it was my hope that if I ever met the girl of my dreams, I could watch the movie for the first time ever with her. I no longer believe that there’s a girl out there for me though, but still, this year just didn’t feel right. I wanted to watch it in New Hampshire during my getaway, but the condo at the resort I stayed at was so sparse and void of any Christmas decorations that it felt sacrilegious to watch it under those circumstances. Besides, my dear friend Bailey thought the idea was truly romantic and that I should hold on for just a little while longer.
So, my tradition of boycotting the film gets a one year reprieve. If there really is anyone out there for me, she’s got one year left to make the magic happen.
Curiously enough, I may end up staying at the Christmas Farm Inn in New Hampshire this February for a night or two just to see if it might be worth staying at for another potential holiday getaway in the White Mountains next year. Either that or the Snowflake Inn. They certainly have the right names for the occasion, that’s for sure. But that’s a decision to be made for another day. We’ll see what the new year brings.
In the meantime, have a very Merry Christmas all!