Della Street Dreaming

Every year around the end of October, I begin to get more than usually nervous whenever I enter a Mall. The reason is simple- I'm looking for Signs of Impending Christmas.  

And I swear it's getting Earlier & Earlier.

It usually starts off Small, like a virus. You might walk past a  little display of Chocolate Coins, or a Holiday Assortment of Candies. But within a week, it's Full Tilt Santa. 

The thing that really bugs me the most is the Christmas Songs.

 As I write, I've got an annoying Earworm in my head. It's the Absolute Smuggest Christmas Song of the lot - you know the one that starts, 'It's beginning to look alot like Christmas.....Ev-rywhere I go'.... 

And we all know that Christmas looks like Snow. 

Not where I come from. 1. I've hardly ever seen snow in my life except in New York. 2. It's Summer at Christmas. 

So it's  stupid to be trawling around the shops on Xmas Eve in Sydney in a heatwave with 'I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas' blasting out on the PA.  And for hundreds of years, we Australians have just accepted it even though there isn't an inch of snow (except perhaps on the tip of our highest mountain, Mt. K, not K2) on our Wide Brown Land at this time of year. Surely I'm not the only person who's noticed this & finds it incongruous & annoying.

But I've never heard another person mention it. Maybe I just haven't been listening.

I'm beginning to sound Humbugesque.  Which is certainly not the mood I wish to create in this post. The Mood is one of not just passively accepting the Inevitability of Christmas, or resisting it, but actively Embracing Christmas. 

Why, you may ask?

I think it will make me feel good. And I suspect it's working. 

I've put every little card that I could find  (even Non-Xmas cards) on the top of the cabinet near my front door. So, every time I walk in the apartment, I see all these cards from people & feel kind of popular, or at least Known. 

Now I just need to buy some v. cheap gifts & get a tree.

One Day at a Time