Since years seem to be passing more quickly (it’s not like I’m getting older or anything, so I don’t know what the deal is), I have a proposal: let’s celebrate Christmas every other year instead of every year.
See, I have a tough time getting Christmas stuff put away in good time. We un-decorate at the proper time in early January, but every year there’s some Christmas decoration that’s sitting at the bottom of the basement steps until August. It feels weird to move it with the rest of the Christmas stuff only to pick it up again a couple of months later.
For the first time ever this year, I found I wasn’t all that psyched to listen to Christmas music. I’m thinking it’s because I feel like I just got done listening to it. An extra year padding would help. More than a couple weeks of Burl Ives every year is a bit much to handle.
Plus, who couldn’t use an extra 12 months looking for that perfect Christmas present? I know I could!
A December without Christmas might feel weird, but then maybe we’d appreciate it all that much more. Baby Jesus would want it that way.
(While we’re at it, I vote that we also celebrate Arbor Day every two years. I spend so much time preparing every year…)
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