It’s mine soon.
There’s literally nothing I want. I’ve loosely planned a nice day for myself and that’s it.
My family know not to get me anything and I’ll probably go for drinks with some friends when it’s less deadly.
This probably sounds really miserable, but it’s honestly not. I’m not ungrateful or grumpy about it. I just don’t need anything
I didn’t get anything for Christmas last year other than a silly (but lovely) gift from my sister and I’m fine with that too.