OK, so I love holidays. I really do. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s, all wonderful celebrations. All times that I get to chill with my family, have time off from school, eat a ridiculous amount of food and possibly get some odd jobs done. Wait, actually, nix the last one. It’s a holiday.
Anyway, I enjoy this time of the year except for one tiny detail. What is with the early display of commercialism? It’s kind of annoying. I don’t particlarly like going to get my school supplies, and the next week, Halloween junk is out. It’s August! I can’t even walk to my car without sweating and you’re trying to get me excited about wearing a giant, cloth candy corn costume? (Yeah, I was a candy corn one year. It was sweet.) Not going to happen.
Then, when it is finally October and the leaves are starting to change colors, perhaps the air temperature is dropping, I see Christmas decorations in Wal-Mart. What?! It is not yet Thanksgiving. Actually, it probably isn’t even November.
I love Christmas, but I have so far to go before that. It has a lot to do with school, too. When we enter November, we’re getting close to a break. Just a few more weeks. Almost time for turkey day. But even after that, there is many a class period to come, a bunch of homework and tests and, well, yeah. Let’s not talk about it.
Point being, it’s really difficult to focus on the task at hand when I’m being distracted by CHRISTMAS. Do I have A.D.D? Yes, a little. But still.
I can’t go to the store for some notebook paper, see the aisle of lights and just walk away. Nope. I’m hooked. I am destined to spend the next thirty minutes in that section. Every sparkly ornament, string of lights, fake tree with silver crap on it, I’m going to be examining it.
It’s like a kid in a candy store. Except it’s a Christmas store. I can guarantee that when I was a little girl in pigtails and overalls, I was much more interested in a store full of Jesus’ birthday propaganda than sugary nonsense. Candy? Whatever. That just rots your teeth. (For those of you who know me, I value my pearly whites to a high degree.) See, here I go, getting off-track about Christmas. What did you do? There, that’s what I’m trying to prove. These holidays are wonderful but only in the correct timeframe. I can’t handle the madness of each event being pushed on me six weeks in advance. The pressure is too much.
I guess there’s not really a whole lot that we can do about it. As college students, the whole issue is beyond our control. It’s corporate America and its insatiable thirst for money. But we can attempt to stay focused on what month it actually is.
I know, I’m preaching to the choir. I have to go now though, it’s Wal-Mart time. I’m just getting notebook paper. Don’t worry …