Christmas was a long time coming... started in the stores in September... geared up in October... went into overdrive in November... got insane in December. What's the word I'm looking for? Chaotic.. Now there's a good description.
Much ado for four long months. It's somehow loosing its appeal having to endure such a long prelude to the actual one day celebration. Too much to see, too much to do, to much exposure, too much everything... leading up to one single day... and then it's all over. Nerves are frayed and frazzled... expectations are built up high... and the results are so short lived. Lot of time & effort... gone in one short day.
Hardly seems worth it all... thus the emotional let down from the anticipated high.
Didn't hardly seem like the enjoyable Christmases of the past. Family time is great. Fun with friends is great. But each year comes closer to... bah humbug... or at least "Eh".
The Grinch didn't steal Christmas... over commercializing Christmas has done the job for him. Just not the same anymore. Perhaps it's partly due to getting older and having done so... So many Christmases. Like anything else... To much of a good thing causes you to become complacent.
But, it is what it is... Ho, ho, ho. So who's looking forward to new years?
I need a peaceful snow, a warm fireplace, and a hot cocoa... while looking out the window. If not actually watching the world go by... The piece of knowing that is does so while I relax and enjoy peace & quiet.
