I heard last Monday on the morning news that that day was the most depressing of the year. Kids going back to school coupled with the holidays being over apparently creates a grey mood. I could definitely associate with that as a teacher and a Christmas junkie.
The Christmas season starts warming up for me when September rolls in. The first day of September is the opener of dove season, which is the opening of hunting season, which correlates with the harvest, which is the precursor to Christmas. Simple.
So I spend September thinking about Fall. When October rolls around the traditions start, like carving the pumpkin, baking pumpkin seeds, changing the foliage around the house from greens to oranges and yellows, purples and scarlets.
Once Halloween is over, the anticipation really starts. The weather starts to cool and Thanksgiving is on the mind. School is out extra days for this remembrance, which is always fun. Deer season comes and goes, usually successfully and the family that is together at Thanksgiving rejoices. I also don't feel bad about listening to Christmas music at this point either, because the urge has been calling for months now.
When Thanksgiving is finally over, it's all Christmas, all the time. Everything in my life revolves around Christmas: food, music, tv, movies, shopping, the list goes on and on.
So when Christmas comes and goes, and January arrives, four months of anticipation are over. I'm left with only cold weather and a desire for next September.
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