Can't Love Christmas

November 18 - 7:38pm

To: Cassiope@gomail.com

From: Ash10@gomail.com

Subject: I wonder if a wetsuit would be considered cheating?

Not gonna lie, Cass. I might be in over my head with this bet.

He's so Grinchy!

I took over a folder full of all my plans for the month until Christmas, and he just shoved it back in my face without looking at it. He makes it so difficult! He doesn't want to know our plans before they happen, he just wants the barest necessary information to attend. Like, is he doing this just to make things harder?

I feel like you need to give a fair shot to any wager you enter. He claims this way actually does that. But does it, really?

I am now realizing just how terrible this idea was. You would have stopped me from doing this. There's no quantifiable outcome. He's going to have to admit he likes Christmas to decide the winner, and what if he just lies?

So anyways, I googled winter wetsuits today. They are definitely out of my budget. But I might die if I go into the water. Maybe he'll be nice and let me get away with just sticking my feet in. I think a double amputation should be an acceptable compromise, right?

Okay, I know what you're going to say. I'm being dramatic.

You're right. I am. And yes, I also know I did this to myself. But I think I've earned the right to be dramatic. I haven't been since I moved here. That's the last dramatic thing I've done. Since then I've laid low. Obviously, these emails don't count. They are my only chance to be dramatic without any judgment. It doesn't count when I know no one else will read them.

I have to keep looking on the bright side. I get to post cute photos with a hot guy. Well, hopefully. Who knows what he'll let me do.

I miss you and your wisdom. And your love of Christmas.