December 25, 2019
It happened; I spent my first Christmas day alone. It felt a little bit lonely but mostly it was fine. Relaxed. Yesterday, after work, I let fate decide the matter. I told myself I’d walk into the first supermarket I passed and, if they had any chickens left, I’d go for it. They did, so I did. Fate decreed I should make myself the Full Monty. Roast chicken, stuffing, parsnips, carrots, potatoes, pigs in blankets, gravy, cranberry. I lit candles and pulled a cracker with myself. Wore the hat, snorked at the bad joke. Drank less than I normally would.