A few months ago my boss, a woman who seems to never have nothing to do, got desperate and asked me to decorate the display board in the lobby. It was such a hit that every week or so since I have been “asked” to redecorate it.
This holiday season I am in charge of decorating, a gay’s dream. Although my resources are limited and there is basically no budget I am going to make this the best Christmas these little bastards will ever have! Now that I think about it I am usually in charge of the holiday decorations at home. Clara (my mother) just gives me the color scheme, a budget, and her credit card and I work my rainbow magic. God I love this season! Now to pull out that tacky Christmas sweater… wait I don’t have one.
Christmas is over and it is bitter sweet. I will miss all the good food, family, and fun of the holidays but I will not miss the stress and anxiety of buying just the right gifts for people. I don’t know why I stress so much when it comes to buying gifts. There are still a couple friends I need to give their gifts to that I haven’t seen in a bit. I no longer have to struggle with not buying myself stuff when I am Christmas shopping! Next is some power drinking on New Years to make up for this past week. I wonder if I can manipulate my way to a New Years kiss from my straight boy crush…
Every year I find myself being the in house gift wrapper. It is like my family can sense when I am wrapping my gifts for others. When they do they all flock to me to wrap their gifts. Don’t get me wrong I love to wrap gifts and I have gotten pretty good at it but come on people wrap your own stuff every once in a while. I guess it is because I wrap it well and use ribbon and bows. Or maybe it is because when I see a poorly wrapped present I kind of give it the stink eye and ask to rewrap it. Moral of the story is I am terrible and obsessive compulsive. Or am I just gay?
Figuring It Out
