A Merry Christmas...for some!

 Christmas has gotten better over the last few years.
For the fourth straight year, I've been able to spend the holiday in my hometown without taking vacation time.
Christmas Eve is reserved for one of the girls, who doesn't want anyone to come between us. She's 16 and smart and gives her wish list in September, giving me enough time to save money for a fancy laptop with insurance in case things go bad.
It was immediate family for Christmas Day, more my style. The only negative was my brother being sidelined with a hand contusion to keep from working from an accident caused by someone else.  I'm praying for a quick recovery and provide financial assistance.
I've been in his shoes, but marriage was my pain in the ass. Fourteen years ago, she decided a day before New Year's Eve that we should split. It took me a few years to get back into the holiday spirit.
Some things never change. The woman, whom I'm interested in, is playing mind games. She thinks I want to propose marriage. I just want a girlfriend. 
The way I see it, she don't want to share me with the area, since I am the newspaper's top editor. If one of my screenplays get made, she think I'll leave. Give me a reason to stay, I won't leave.
Oh well. at least Christmas was good.