In the meantime, I am eating ice cream for breakfast, at my desk, in my office, while wearing my daughter's novelty Santa hat, and I don't care who judges my fudge.
Let yourself eat ice cream. Or cake. That's right, let yourself eat cake. This is 21st century America, and cake is cheaper than onions.
If you're having a hard time this holiday season, know that you are not alone. The world is stupid right now. Try to enjoy some sparkles and sprinkles anyway. At stressful times, I like to remember what my Holocaust survivor father-in-law used to say, that he could do without necessities if only he had the right luxuries.
So don't worry if you drop some balls this season. Eat ice cream for breakfast, or cake, or both. Accept every gift and moment of joy that comes along, guilt-free. Don't bother to count calories, beans, or even blessings if forced gratitude makes you grinchy. Put fudge on everything. And consider stealing this perfect tweet for your email signature through the end of the year:
This is just to say...— Dr Sarah Shulist (@sarahshulist) November 5, 2021
I have dropped
on that thing
you asked about
you were probably
I would do
Jean Michelle Miernik is the author of Leirah and the Wild Man: A Tale of Obsession and Survival at the Edges of the Byzantine World.