Normally "Black Friday" means I'm missing out on all the "must buys" because I'm sleeping late. Nothing is worth being at the doors to any store at 4 AM, and I find it ridiculous that anyone else would think it is worth it.
It usually means it's the day to put up the Christmas tree. I'm thinking I may just skip all the deckin' of my halls this year. Oh, I think it's a combination of several things, but I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to put up any decorations this year. And that's really strange for me because I normally put up three trees--a big one in the living room and a smaller one in each bedroom along with lights in all the windows.
I've broken my personal rule of not listening to the station that starts playing Christmas music all day every day starting early in November--even suggested Christi tuning into it since we were tired of the same 10 songs that a local Christian station was playing. So, it's not like I'm not doing something to try to stir up jolly-ness.
I don't think I'm the only person struggling with not really a dread, but a bah-humbugish approach to the holiday season. It's way too much trouble to put any of it up if you don't have it up a month ahead of Christmas, so let's see if I make a final decision this weekend.