I’m not ready for the holidays

Opryland Hotel, Christmas 2008Maybe its the fact that Christmas was being slammed down our throats before Halloween.

Maybe its the fact that it was mid-70s yesterday. (A fact that isn’t weird in Texas, but I guess I’ve become accustomed to Tennessee fall chills.)

Maybe its the fact that I just can’t afford it.

Whatever the reason, I just can’t get in the holiday mindset. Not yet.

Perhaps after Thanksgiving, when I dig out my Christmas decorations, my mood will change. Perhaps it will take the Christmas parade to change my mood. Or a trip to Opryland Hotel. Or maybe a Christmas party or two.

My husband signed up tonight at his lodge to take a Christmas basket to a Mason’s widow. Last year, our delightful widow was our Christmas angel. Maybe she’ll set me straight again.

Whatever it takes, I welcome. I love the holidays! I want to be in the holiday spirit! I really do! But instead, I tune out news reports about Black Friday. I tune out reports about holiday travel. I look away from holiday lights already being putting up around town. (Except the lights of Opryland Hotel. That’s different.)

I feel like the Grinch.

I don’t want to feel like the Grinch. Please… someone send me the Holiday spirit! Just don’t send it C.O.D. please. Because I’ll have to decline it and send it back. Which would just make me even Grinch-ier.

And trust me… none of us want that.