Holy crap, Halloween is barely over it seems and we are getting phone calls and text messages from family wanting to know what is going on with Thanksgiving and our family Christmas party already.
It caught The Wifely Unit flat footed.
She is usually all over that crap but she says it snuck up on her this year.
I told her it is a sign that we are getting old.
I can remember when I was a kid that it seemed to take forever for Christmas to get here and thinking about in the Summer was basically a mortal sin.
Now Summer comes and goes, I don’t seem to get a damn thing done that I would like to do, Fall lasts two damn weeks and BOOM, Thanksgiving is staring me in the face.
While Thanksgiving is technically still in the Fall, around here, once Typhoon season starts, it may as well be Winter until June rolls around. Except for about two weeks or so every year when we get the ice and snow, it doesn’t really get that cold around here.
It just rains a lot.
So now The Wifely Unit is in full panic mode. That is my clue to lay low and try and blend in with the furniture when I’m not at work.
I’m sure the next point that I become aware of the approaching holidays will be two days before they are here. Then they will fly by and the next thing I know it will be a New Year.
If I’m lucky.
It’s a strange phenomena but well documented throughout the ages, the older you get, the faster time seems to go by.