I’ve always thought that there are two kinds of people. There are those of us who love the holidays and those of us who are incredibly lazy. By “incredibly lazy” I mean the kind of person who judges their own merit by the sizzle reel everyone else seems to have on Instagram, highlighting their ability to use an oven, their more than four plates, and/or, for some odd reason, their matching pajamas. And while I envy the energy, determination, ability to manipulate social media, and shared insanity of those people, it’s become very clear to my family and me that we—well, we are not those people.
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