A Place in the Sun

I was in much of a quandary as to what to do with my Christmas as I was not in a great mood to make any plans. In part I have been suffering from anxiety, and was not up to parties - even because all the eating and boozing does nothing to effectively help the morale.  Indeed, great alcohol intake triggers off anxiety once the initial effect has worn off, which is not something I need.  Being out of a stormy relationship and having stepped away from an inefficient attachment, I found myself on an emotional plateau that I did (do) not want to disturb. So, I spent Christmas lunch at mum's with all my family, as I usually do (bar the times I travel) and it was quite fine, except for raging stomach pains from having partied too hard in the two days prior.  Indeed, my work lunch and evening party meant that I had eaten more than I could handle and had more to drink than I should.  Nevertheless, I survived and watched a couple of cute films on mum's sofa in the evening...