My mother showed me her Christmas cards which she loves to get and mull over long, I read one in particular that for some reason really irks me. It was one of those newsletter cards that catches you up on what has been going on in the lives of some family you have absolutely nothing to do with the rest of the year. It usually starts out, we just moved into our new home, I just got my advanced degree in some fabulously difficult field, the kids are excelling tremendously, the husband, he spends most of his time in the woods in his new lease...bla bla bla....
I would like one year, to read a reality newsletter card, one more down to my level...
We are not sure if we can keep the house, I am still looking for work, but at my age, prospects beyond a Walmart greeter elude me, the wife, she is struggling at her job, the staff are cut throat and the commute a killer. The kids, one is addicted to video games, the other
we never see, but he is doing better in his makeshift shed he lives in with his one year old and wife.
You know....not all is so hunky dorey out there folks. Spare us the prosperous details of your well-manicured Christmas.
Oh, by the way, those boots...I am throwing them at you.
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