For a few months now, my friends might hear me say "This is my favorite time of year." There are two reasons for this:
1. I love cold weather
2. I love Christmas
Anticipating Christmas adds a wash of happiness over my days that is completely irrational. Does Christmas Day bring me great joy? No. It's the weeks-long celebration that I enjoy. Others grumble about the commercialism of Christmas and feel offended when they see Christmas-themed ads in October. I love seeing Christmas-themed ads in October because they signal the beginning of weeks of special treats, extra parties and indulgences accompanied by the attitude, "Why not? It's Christmas." I know businesses are just trying to wring as much revenue out of us as possible, but I look at it differently. To me it's all just one big celebration and there's nothing I enjoy like a celebration.
My husband and I are people who happily put up our tree in November and take it down some time in February, but I even out-do him. In my opinion, it's never too early to start thinking about Christmas. One of the best things about being in a church or community choir is that you might start learning Christmas carols in August. I'll make holiday vacation plans that early, too.
Today we're having what I hope is the last beastly-hot day of the Chicago summer season. I don't have much patience with summer and by this time every year I want nothing more to do with it. This is a huge part of why I choose to live (and die) in Chicago: its protracted winters and truncated summers totally work for me.
And now it's September! The way others feel a little down at the end of summer, so do I dread the end of March when the really cold weather lets up for the year. So I'm doing great right now. I wait for this month all year long, just as I wait for October all year long and November, etc. Anybody else feeling happy?