I’m still pondering the plight of my Christmas spirit. It’s said that as a person ages, time seems to pass more quickly. Perhaps that’s a simple explanation of things; it gets harder to keep pace with the “faster” moving seasons. That might be part of it.
At any rate, I’m moving slower than many into Christmas. No decorations up yet. Nor was I among the 45% of Americans who participated in the Thanksgiving weekend shopping frenzy. Of course I’m not much of a shopper to begin with. So the “crowded stores” excuse works well for me.
I may start listening to Christmas music, and we went to a “Fantasy of Trees” exhibition Thanksgiving night, but no decorating or officially making merry at least till it’s actually December….
Scrooge–before he was visited by the ghosts–was right.
I gave up on Christmas a few years ago. I suppose that’s only logical, since stopped being a Christian a much longer time ago.