So here's the thing...
It was a few weeks ago, so July, when I walked into a craft store and was bombarded with Christmas decorations. This beloved holiday is about five months away. That's nearly a half a year away. Half. A. Fucking. Year. The radio stations where I live started playing Christmas music sometime around the first of November and stores set out red and green baubles catty corner to Halloween costumes. Valentine's went up before New Year's and now autumn and Halloween decorations are crowding the shelves near back to school supplies.
I can't stand holidays. Stores set out decorations several months in advance and its impossible to escape. By the time the actual holiday rolls around I feel like I've been celebrating for far too long. I can't even stand my favorite holiday until the day of. For me the only acceptable time this stuff should be on shelves is the first of whatever month the holiday is in. I sound like a scrooge but I can only handle so much in advance.
Here it is: One of my darkest secrets, I'm a holiday hater.
