Does anyone else not give a sh*t about Christmas.

First there was menopause. Now there’s menopause with a gigantic bare Christmas tree towering over me in the living room and I can’t be arsed to decorate it. I’ve made lists of presents and lost them. I’ve bought presents and forgotten where I put them. I’m feeling completely unsociable and would just like to be in an anonymous hotel, alone with room service, a selection of snacks and Netflix.