So we have this lovely little Christmas clock (thanks, Ruth!) that plays a little Christmas tune every hour on the hour. I take it out December 1 because I have this THING about not listening to Christmas music until then. And then I put it away on December 31.
It you walk into my house at 2:00 these days, you'll hear strains of "O Come All Ye Faithful." Or if you saunter in around 9:00, you'll be favored with a bit of "Deck the Halls." Or if you sit down for dinner at 6:00 you'll enjoy the opening bars of (my favorite) "God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen."
Given my feelings about Christmas music and how we've ruined too many great songs by starting up with the holiday repertoire before we even do Halloween, I think it's interesting I haven't put this clock away yet. Here's what I've figured out: I'm enjoying now what I didn't in December. (For a variety of reasons, Christmas 2011 was the holiday that wasn't.) Also, the chiming carols act as an unexpected (also weird) little reminder to me to enjoy the season I'm in--SPRING!--before the last of the blossoms fade into summer.
I know. I'm so damn philosophical these days.