I get very fed up with it too. There was Christmas Crap (TM) all over the place when I bought my kids Halloween costumes-- in the middle of October-- before they hustled the Halloween stuff out the door to make room for cookie cutters and tinsel.
Just remember--- It's all one big commercial, and it's mostly BS.
This isn't Christmas. Christ's Mass is about some baby sleeping in a feeding trough in a stable in Israel (and probably happened in the Spring anyway). It's about the faith of a girl who found herself pregnant out of wedlock in a time and place where that was a capital offense. It IS NOT about baking perfect cookies, finding perfect presents, and decorating a perfect tree. This is, in fact, the antithesis of Christmas. This is CrapMess. It's an American holiday, and you don't have to celebrate it.
I find that, if I just don't buy into all the happy "Most Won-der-ful Tiiiiiiime of the Year" horsecrap, I actually enjoy this time of year. It's cold, it's snowy, I'm not sick of cold and snowy yet. I still have veggies from the garden in the pantry, and I don't have to water seedlings every day yet. The kids are about to get ten days off from school, and I get to go on a really long road trip...
...OK, so my mother-in-law and a whole bunch of holiday hoopla are at the other end of the trip...
...but I don't have to think about that. I can think about 1000 miles of me, the van, and the CD player.
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"Alas, our dried voices when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless, as wind in dry grass, or rats' feet over broken glass in our dry cellar." --TS Eliot, "The Hollow Men"