The Rush and the Crush
It's the holiday season
And Santa Claus has got a toy
For every good girl and good little boy
He's a great big bundle of joy
He'll be coming down the chimney, down
Coming down the chimney, down.
How's it going for you--this holiday season?
It's actually pretty level for me this year. And I don't like it. I miss the rush and the crush.
When I was a teenager back in the 1900s, the holiday season was compressed and packed. Everyone knew it was coming. It started with Halloween, followed by a long break. Then came Thanksgiving and a time to pause, give thanks, enjoy a meal with family and friends and rest. Then came the rush and the crush.
I worked part-time in a retail store. We didn't call it Black Friday. It was simply the Friday after Thanksgiving. But we knew it would be busy in the store. It was an all-hands-on-deck day. Most everyone worked the entire day instead of in shifts.
The holiday season was intense. Then, it was over.
These days, it melts into our culture and never seems to go away. I went into our neighborhood pharmacy a few days before Halloween this year to get some candy for trick-or-treaters and had to navigate around the Christmas decorations to find it. Thanksgiving is wedged into the middle now, and many stores open. Black Friday savings are available the first week or so in November.
I suppose there's no real harm in the season being extended to two months instead of one. Call me old-fashioned. I miss the rush and the crush.