Christmas Was... in meh...

…just as I thought it would be, only more depressing. I cooked. My son opened his gifts. My daughter was a no call/no show. I probably would have been better off if my niece brought her abusive baby daddy over. Nah. I would have stabbed him. On sight.

My son left to be with his dad earlier than expected. So I had the whole day to myself. Didn’t talk to my dad. I thought my one friend was coming through, but she never did. Got random greeting texts from people.

I didn’t get to see my grandson. Didn’t get to talk to him. This was probably the most saddening of all.

Hope everyone’s yesterday was beautiful.