I'm a Grinch and my husband is like Buddy the Elf here is how we found a Christmas | Polly Hudson compromise
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I'm a Grinch and my husband is like Buddy the Elf  here is how we found a Christmas | Polly Hudson compromise
"Most families have their own unique festive rituals, and my husband and I have spent this December in the manner traditional to us: squabbling. He is fully invested in every possible aspect of the season of goodwill. On the big day itself, he wears his cracker crown until it breaks, like a metaphor; I usually don't bother unfolding mine, let alone putting it on. We've been married for 15 years, and weathered many storms together, but at the moment our relationship is particularly challenging."
"My husband is perpetually jolly as standard it's always the first word anybody I introduce him to uses to describe him afterwards. He's relentlessly cheerful, endlessly enthusiastic and can be relied upon to put a positive spin on any situation. If we were trapped in a burning building, the last words I'd hear would be, At least we're not cold! This is his ordinary, his base level, and then, as November draws to a close, he turns it up to 11."
They spend December squabbling over differing festive rituals. He is fully invested in every aspect of the season and wears his cracker crown until it breaks; she usually does not wear hers. They have been married for 15 years and have weathered many storms, but the relationship is currently strained by Christmas incompatibility. He is perpetually jolly, relentlessly cheerful, and raises his enthusiasm further as November ends. He enjoys Christmas music and sings along with gusto. She enjoys twinkly lights but finds most holiday tasks to be work, stress and panic, identifying herself as the Grinch by comparison.
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