We had a really nice Christmas. Traveled to my parents' place and to the ILs. Christmas was spent with the celebrating Irish, the two days afterward with the reluctantly celebrating ILs. It went as well as could be expected, there were no sit-downs where all of my faults were enumerated and grievances aired. Phew! Oddly enough, L was extremely clingy while we were there. He's inordinately empathic, so he could have sensed my feelings of alienation while there. More likely, it was a new place, large and sparsely furnished, so he may have felt a bit insecure. H noted that the house was "spooky" and he thought he saw a ghost. My ILs have mentioned the presence of ghosts, so he may have had something there.