Well, the apocalypse didn’t come. Like I always said, if the Mayans could predict relentless civilization annihilating disasters, then how come they didn’t see the white people coming?

But a natural occurrence or a more annoying kind than the apocalypse has descended upon me: Snow. The wind is about howling and is blowing about 42 km/26 mph and its about 24F/-4C on top of that. I like gentle snows that just fall, not ones that come blasting into your face horizontally. 

My mom just called and said that she and my stepfather are in West Virginia on a trip. She never told me she was going, just hit me with the fact that she is in another state, still in the Appalachians though, but under worse conditions. I am worried for her safety, but I am worried that that is how she is going to spend Christmas. She has taken off on holidays before. By no means do I think that she is obligated to take me with her, but when my holiday plans are built around coming home, it kind of derails things to show up and only to find that she has already left without telling me.

I have come to a conclusion. People don’t hate Christmas, or any other Holiday for that matter, they hate their family. The holidays are the times when you are forced to be around them and that is the cause of the stress. Or, if your family shuns you or you isolate themselves from them, it causes depression.