Traditions feel repetitive until you realize they’re how your family says “we’re still here.”

Repetition is the point of a tradition, not a flaw in it. The same meal, the same argument about the same thing, the same route on the same day every year: what all of that is doing is proving continuity. Nothing is being achieved. The whole purpose is that it happened again, with the same people, one more time.

Go to the next one without complaining, as an experiment. Ask how it started, since there is usually a reason nobody has explained to you. And if you want one of your own with your friends, start it now and do it badly for a few years.