Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't grumble. I'm just really restless today. Combination of my eleventh straight day of flu, and karate last night being really hard. I have all this nervous energy that wants to go somewhere and can't. It's really hampering my brain.
Also I am getting less thrilled about the whole Christmas scheme by the day. It's a good plan, going both places, and I know we're really blessed to be able to, but right now I sort of just want to stay in our nice quiet house all week.
Do what we did. Have a kid and say "he needs to be home for Christmas."
Actually for the first few years of our marriage we'd travel between the two sets of parents. They're only three hours apart. So we'd Christmas Eve at one place and after opening presents on Christmas morning would drive to the other place for Christmas dinner. We did that even after Jr. was born.
We actually stopped that the year I had my cancer surgery right before Christmas and we wondered "why did we ever do it any other way?"
And BTW, the actually Christmas Day count is 24, not 23.