It’s the end of September and high time to share my thoughts concerning Christmas with you! Basically, I only need four words to describe them! Wanna guess? No? Well, here they are: I don’t like Christmas! Shocked? Or are you thinking now: Thank you, dear M, I feel the same but would never dare to speak it out loud!
For those who are shocked, stop reading! Right now! For all the others … the long version: I REALLY don’t like Christmas! If you start seeing gingerbread cookies and Christmas decorations in every single store at the beginning of September you know Christmas is not far away. (Yeah, right, only four months to go! It’s absolutely impossible to get your Christmas shopping done in a mere four months! You might even consider driving to the next forest to secretly hack down a fir in case you fear you won’t get the perfect tree in time! It’s illegal to do so, of course! But, what’s a short stay in jail, at least you’ve got your perfect Christmas tree in September!)
Anyway, although I do like to eat gingerbread cookies, I always feel embarrassed buying them in the middle of summer. Which is why I have a very clever method. First, I circle the Christmassy looking gingerbread packages for a few times, deciding silently which cookies I want. After quick glances left and right to make sure the coast is clear, I snag my package and race to the cashier’s, dodging as many other customers as possible, hiding my cookies as best as I can. Quite ingenious, huh? I’ve become a real pro over the years …
But, back to the real reasons I’m not the world’s biggest Christmas fan anymore.
Number 1: we’ve already established that!
Number 2: the music, everywhere you go those dreadful Christmas songs. Wham’s “Last Christmas” is one of them … and whenever “Silent night” is playing I start crying. Cause it reminds me of Christmas with my parents and relatives, most of them dead now. It was a family tradition to cry to “Silent night” when we heard it the first time on Christmas Eve.
Number 3: the decoration – blinking lights everywhere, kitschy glittery reindeers, Santa Clauses, … do I have to say more?
Number 4: the shopping! Don’t get me wrong! I love to shop! But it’s no fun if A) you don’t know what to buy for your friends / relatives / your boyfriend / your boyfriend’s relatives and everyone else you can think of; B) you have to use your elbows to at least grab a pair of cheap panty hose and C) the shop assistants are so stressed and harassed that they start shouting at you just in case, even though you don’t even need their assistance.
Number 5: the holidays themselves! In my case it’s because they just make me sad, dreading the actual Christmas Eve, being alone, having to remember what it used to be like with my family. The hugging, the laughing, the crying … In your case it might be too much family, too many obligations. Instead of having a couple of peaceful days just to yourself, relax with your partner from stressful working weeks you have to endure your relatives who NEVER EVER leave or rush from one relative to another, trying to squeeze in everyone so to not disappoint anyone.
Whatever your reasons are … try to find a way to spend Christmas the way YOU like it, the way it makes you happy! Maybe one day I will like Christmas again too!