Every Kind of Craft

I used to despise Christmas. Just utterly detest it. My Family of Origin are dysfunctional, self-interested assholes with no insight into how awful they are. But every Christmas my mother insisted we LARP as a caring family unit because Family is Christmas or something. The hyprocrisy was the worst part though. We barely spoke to each other but on Christmas we had to spend the whole day Being Pleasant and pretending Everything is Fine.

I've slowly gotten better with Christmas after I started ignoring my family for Christmas, and then extending that to every other holiday, and then every other day. So I'm now at a place where I can consider Christmas with something other than nauseating dread.

Which is a long and convoluted way to introduce the fact that I've been embroidering a Christmas stocking.
( Ho ho )