How to Quiet Quit at Life for the Holidays
Sometimes I really just want to get outta dodge. Like Now.
The holidays can be hard. Harder than a snowman’s carrot cock. I used to deal with stress from the holidays the old fashion way: Getting so incredinly drunk that I didn’t even know they happened. Now, I’m not suggesting for you to do the same. I’m actually here to say not to do that. That’s the sort of behavior that ultimately landed my ass in a church basement surrounded by a bunch of men talking about some kind of Big Book… Anyway, don’t do that. Instead, I’m suggesting you fuck right off to your own winter wonderland.
A friend of mine told me about Whimstay, a site like AirBnB but way better. They basically all about the last-minute rentals. Because if you’re like me, your ADHD won’t allow you to actually plan anything. I’m like the Road Runny from Looney Tunes running away from the Wile E. Coyote of life, man. Anyway, here’s my top places I would visit if I wasn’t broke and was trying to get away from my family.
