I hate the holidays.

Everyone clumps all the family gatherings onto the same day (or over a couple consecutive days) and then have the nerve to get all indignant when it isn't humanly possible to make it to every single gathering.

Is my family the only one like this? It seriously makes me just want to say "screw it" and stay home.
And let's not forget that guilt trip about how "well, you can't miss
this one" for various reasons, but generally because so-&-so came all the way from God-knows-where, or so-&-so probably won't live to see next year's festivities.

Why? Why pull that crap on someone? How is that supposed to make you feel festive?