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You have about two and a half more weeks of this brilliance before people are going to call you on your bullshit come January. This time of year is the perfect time to indulge in your bad behavior in a fairly guilt-free manner. The best part of it all? You have the all-forgivable excuse of “the holidays” for you to lean on. Trust me. If you’re someone who likes a crutch for rough habits, look no further. This month practically lends itself to that exact frame of mind. Don’t believe me? Look:
Gaining a little weight? Well, it’s the holidays.
Between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Eve, this time of year serves as a well-deserved break from normal everyday pressures. Between skipping workouts, having lazy wine nights next to a cozy fire, and extra-indulgent meals for special occasions, there are multiple excuses you can lean on. It’s totally understandable that the rest and relaxation of the holiday season takes a toll on your waistline. After all, your parents’ house doesn’t have a gym unlike your apartment complex, and you KNOW you won’t pass up that homemade feast on Christmas. Who cares! January 1st is for the diet and exercise resolutions anyway.
Slacking off at work more than usual? Well, it’s the holidays.
December is natural fuel for having more personal browser tabs open than usual! And with more browser tabs open, the distractions flow in. Between buying gifts online, coordinating holiday parties on social media, buying plane tickets to visit the family, and more – it’s only expected that your work ethic is going to suffer. Once your annual employee review passes, you’re completely free to slack as much as you want until the first quarter starts.
Is your bank account suffering? Well, it’s the holidays.
No need to beat yourself up over the double-digit number in your checking account. Of course you’re broke! You bought great presents for everyone, purchased hella overpriced plane tickets home, and couldn’t resist that perfect ugly sweater for your friend’s annual holiday party. Your holiday bonus check is coming at the end of the month – no need to sweat a few weeks of being broke. That’s what packaged ramen noodles are for.
Have too much to drink and say something you might regret? Well, it’s the holidays.
Holidays = stress, which = drinking. December is the month to get all of the booze pumped in your system before dry-January hits and your resolutions begin. It’s totally fine that this is the year you decided to tell your sibling that you think their dating standards are ridiculously too high. Why wouldn’t you with all the liquid courage you’ve got?! Whether it be wine, spiked eggnog, bourbon, or beer: If there is a time of year to blame your drunken honesty, it’s the holidays.
In a shitty mood, like, all of the time? Well, it’s the holidays.
Maybe it’s seasonal depression, or maybe it’s just the shitty end of year self-reflection and travel anxiety that has your mood swinging like crazy. Suffice it to say: you’re not alone. In fact, you can be in a terrible mood until January hits and I’d deem it totally acceptable. The winter holiday season might be fun for some people, but for others, it can be miserable. Want to complain about the incompetent check out line at Target? I would. Want to honk a little more in traffic? Go ahead. Want to roll your eyes more often? I encourage it.
Once 2019 begins, it’s accountability time and people aren’t going to be as lenient. So, buckle up. You have only a few more weeks to engage in poor behavior and actually have a semi-valid excuse for your bad habits. Go get em. .
I killed a hitch hiker and buried him behind my garage. Fuck it, it’s the holidays.
I’ve gotten to the point at work where I’m googling “Blogs to read”. Send help.
I got invited to 7 holiday parties and I plan on going to 2 of them and blowing off the rest by saying “I have another party to go to” because it’s…you guessed it….the holidays.
Didn’t get laid? Well it IS the holidays.
Well I’m a terrible employee, grouchy, broke, could stand to lose a few pounds, and I just experienced my first ever two-day hangover. Glad to know I can just blame it on the season and not face the fact that I’m a piece of shit.
Crippling credit card debt? Christmas presents.
When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell cause i’m a piece of shit, it ain’t hard to fuckin’ tell
Until January 1st.
Yep that’s me.