Desensitized to Christmas

Lately I have been spending most of my evenings at my padre's house. (May I emphasize how much I adore living extremely close to my parents? It is one of my favorite things ever. Thank you, BYU, for employing my father for the past 33 years.)
I drove home tonight staring at some poorly decorated houses juxtaposed to a brilliance of River Woods. Some bad Christmas music was playing and I sang along without thinking about it. Then it hit me.
I do not feel like it is Christmas weekend.
It does not feel like Christmas eve in an hour and a half and Christmas definitely cannot be in just over 24 hours. That would be impossible.
It does not feel like Christmas even though I have been receiving Christmas emails from customers wishing me a happy holidays.
It does not feel like Christmas even though I spent the evening interacting with an adorable nephew play with his cousin's Christmas presents.
It does not feel like Christmas even though I received amazing crescent rolls and cake bites from my bosses as well as an entire bag full of chocolate from a dear, but crazy, coworker. (I am the biggest chocoholic she knows? Oh, and she enjoys calling me Maura.)
It does not feel like Christmas even though my sister and I shopped, in place of my father, for presents for his first granddaughter.
It does not feel like Christmas even though the husby and I finally have a tree. We got it yesterday. For free! Good things come to those who wait. Granted, it was from his parents. Why would that matter? It does not, in the grand Christmas scheme of things.
It does not feel like Christmas even though I cut out a stocking pattern for the husby and just have to sit down for an hour to sew up two stockings. I do not know why I am procrastinating sewing. I love to sew. Okay, it might stem from the fact that I have been on crafting overload for the past five days.
It does not feel like Christmas even though I bought my last Christmas present two days ago and I just have to put together the finishing touches on the only present I made this year.

Hopefully this will all change tomorrow when I start making the stockings. Maybe I will throw in a cheesy pandora Christmas song mix so that I am full of cheer before we head over to the in-law's for Christmas Eve evening.