There really isn’t another month quite like December. Everything normal becomes distorted and metamorphosed into something that can only be described as Christmas madness. Shopping for Christmas presents becomes increasingly a form of temporary insanity, with people going mad, trying to get the early “Black Friday” type bargains and midnight-madness sales brings shoppers to the malls like flies to something that died a few days ago. The kids expect presents, the price of which will put a dent into most anyone’s budget, but such is life in today’s globalised consumer society.
Having survived the onslaught of shopping for Christmas presents, then there is “Home” to consider. Ladders up the side of the house, all the strings of Christmas lights to hook up in various fashions, some trying desperately to outdo everyone else in the neighborhood with flashing, blinking and swirling displays of colourful fantasy. The cost for it will come on the next electricity bill, although with the advents of LED bulbs, the cost has come down to a small percentage of what it was in the days of the older-type Christmas bulbs.
Christmas cards must be written to friends and family. The latter has diminished to a miniscule few for me, as 98 per cent of them have jumped over the fence, into what we all must hope are greener pastures. Hrrmm, I wonder when I will take the leap?
Then there is decorating the inside of the house. It begins in small steps, reaching a crescendo in the last week before Christmas. Spruce wreath decorated with all kinds of shiny things or ‘au natural’ get’s hung on doors and walls. There are Santa and elves, bells and boughs, angels and candles, holly and things that hang from chandeliers and shelves to put up.. Box after box of stuff gets hauled out of the basement; ornaments saved during a lifetime of Christmas celebrations. Is it all worth it? Yes! you bet it is, for it is a wonderous time of the year.