Though the recent election has left our country in a state of stress about not knowing where we go from here, there is still one thing that we know one sure: Christmas is coming. Don’t get me wrong, I was just as passionate about the results of the election as the next liberal female and I do really care about the future of our country. However, I’ve decided to just accept life for what it is so that I can continue mine. And luckily for me, Christmas happens to fall almost a month before inauguration day and that’s one less thing for me to be worrying about this holiday season.

Many people seem to find starting to celebrate Christmas before Thanksgiving a little overdone. I always gets comments like, “Don’t forget we still have Thanksgiving to celebrate” and “How does that much cheer not make you sick?” Way ahead of you there, friends. How could I forget about Thanksgiving? It’s the only time of year I get to eat my aunt’s stuffing and a lot of the time it’s the first time I get to see my extended family since school started. Thanksgiving is like a preemptive Christmas celebration, that’s when everybody starts accepting the fact that Christmas is about to roll around, so what if I get excited just a few weeks earlier than everybody else? As for getting tired of the constant Christmas cheer for two months straight? Never. Few things in this world make me feel happier than listening to a quality Christmas song and just thinking about the happiness and light that come with the Christmas season. Christmas is a time for giving and being together with your family and it only happens once a year, forgive me if I love the warm feeling I get when I think about all of the happy things that I associate with the Christmas season.

I’m not about to spend the next few weeks until the new year walking around in ugly Christmas sweaters and driving a car with reindeer antlers and a red nose, but don’t be surprised if you ever get in my car and I have two different Christmas stations programmed into my radio and have three or four empty holiday cups from Starbucks in the backseat. Side note: I definitely have a holiday drink sitting next to me as I write this article. I don’t think it makes me crazy, just crazy about the holiday. When I think about curling up on the couch with a warm drink to watch a movie on ABCFamily’s 25 Days of Christmas (or Freeform now, I guess *rolls eyes*) with a decorated tree in the next room over, I feel nothing but content. Christmas makes me happy, please don’t rain on my parade by insisting to be a scrooge until December actually rolls around (except maybe feel free to snow on it if that means the possibility of a white Christmas).