Seriously ladies (both mothers and the childless) fuck off with your Christmas Countdowns. You are well and truly into your thirties and beyond. You are not 12. I'm fairly confident teenagers and even my and their own children aren't this excited about how many days there are till Xmas. Grow up. Grow a pair!
In fact, I'm pretty sure that if their kids were running around getting all hyper and excited about Christmas, they'd soon be told to pipe down "its way too early". Shame the parents can't do the same.
Blimey talk about take the magic (that you're all wetting your knickers about) out of "the most beautiful time of the year". You're totally trashing it. Getting all excited in frigging September some of them were. The kids had barely hung up their PE kit for the start of the new term. I could hear their little sequels of excitement about it 'nearly' being Xmas in 3 months. That's the mums not the children. There's nothing nearly about waiting 3 months for anything. Nearly is next week in my book.
Are the Christmas Countdown brigade the same people who spend 2 years planning a wedding, who say Happy New Year at 2pm on New Year's Eve? They must have serious problems and depression on Boxing Day wouldn't you say? Most definitely the January blues.A bit like the bride that comes home opens all the presents and then thinks what now?
I have a friend who always pictures the perfect Xmas, however, one year the husband got quite drunk on Christmas Eve and slept in till 10 am on the big day. So pissed off was she that she watched the children open the presents without him in protest. The day was somewhat frosty and that was her Christmas. Another friend had to cook the Christmas meal for all the family in her small kitchen with very little help whilst the husband (recurring theme here) got drunk and fell asleep on the sofa. I always go into the Xmas holidays with minimal expectations that way you can't fail to have a brilliant Xmas.
I say live for the moment. Enjoy the day. You don't know what's around the corner. I mean what if we had a countdown to your untimely death? I'm pretty sure you'd be enjoying the day to day. The here and now is what matters. Yes plan, yes have excitement but not 3 months of excitement.
What is wrong with people? Firstly let me state the obvious. There is a whole lot of things on the calendar before Father Christmas is coming to your house (yes they probably still believe) like the beauty and non commercial sight of the Autumn leaves, Halloween and the fancy dress discos the kids may be attending at school, fireworks night to celebrate Guy Fawkes not blowing up Parliament. Although I think it should be about mourning the fact he didn't blow up Parliament. Then there is my birthday - yes my birthday thank you very much. Why can't people wait until December until they get excited? Can they really be excited now? Is there something lacking that they have to have something to look forward to in this way? Or do they just suffer from The Adult Child syndrome - my own definition of which is worthy of a post in its own right.
But they just don't get it. They don't get how it pisses the rest of us off and we don't need the added financial pressure of thinking we have to buy
Of course I've been labelled a Christmas Killjoy, The Grinch, Bah Humbug and such like. However, nothing is further from the truth. I love Christmas. I love to see the children's faces. I am more interested in their faces than what is waiting for me under the tree. If truth be told I've always been into the Xmas dinner more than the presents - no surprises there then. I have rituals. Traditions. We always make Xmas tree biscuits, a gingerbread house, hang cinnamon sticks up, let them loose on the tree and all that jazz. It feels special but it feels special leading up to it not in September.
So what do you think? Should we all be getting excited, it is October after all? What's wrong with a Christmas Countdown and squealing like a guinea pig at age 35?
Or should we all just grow a bauble?