You’ve totally perfected the whole every other weekend thing, but the holidays are a completely different ballgame.
- Holiday planning basically begins at the end of August for you.
- Because you’ll never fit everyone in if you don’t start, like, now.
- And every year the schedule changes…
- Which means you and the Grinch are tight by this point.
- Every time someone even mentions holiday planning you immediately feel hot,
- And uncomfortable
- Because how will all of the things you have to do ever get done?
- So much driving and flying…
- You’re probably going to catch a cold with all of this travel…
- But that’s okay.
- Your present piles would make even the smallest Kardashian-West envious,
- Because what other emotion are they capable of experiencing?
- And getting the presents into the car?
- Well…
- If college doesn’t work out, you could definitely be the manager of the clown car routine.
- Your go-to holiday movie is “Four Christmases.”
- Every.
- Year.
- And the FOOD.
- The food is to die for.
- Breakfast, two lunches, and, like, four dinners?
- Sign me up!
- But you suffer from not being able to drink…
- Even just a little because you have to drive
- …to grandma’s house.
- But all four of your uncles clearly do not care,
- Because YOLO.
- And you always tell yourself ‘next year I will take a vacation.’
- On the beach...
- With a corona...
- And a little waiter named Chives.
- But, that never happens.
- And you’re forced to spend every holiday for the rest of your life with all four of your parents,
- Which, kind of, in some weird way, still makes you really happy.





















