Peaking to a Blue Christmas

    When it comes to Christmas, I must peak too early.    My Christmas season starts the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, when we go to pick up wreaths to sell for Troop 2.  Almost every weekend is taken up with wreath sales, along with regular Scout meetings and the regular hustle and bustle of the Christmas season.  I enjoy helping other people, and even enjoy the shopping.   But by the time the week of Christmas arrives, when I should feel elation, I’m done with it.   Totally done with it.  My poor family has to put up with someone who hums “Blue Christmas” all the time.      Time to get back to church in the new year.  I’m thinking I’ve not been peaking for the right reasons.