Late at night on Sept. 1, you’re driving down the street and you notice a bright set of lights in the distance, as you get closer your mind starts racing with thoughts like, “Did they build a Taco Bell on my street?!’” or ‘“Have I driven through an interdimensional portal and somehow ended up in the middle of Campo Verde?!’” 

No, neither of these is the case. You’ve just seen Christmas lights strung up on someone’s rooftop.

This year, as I’m sure you are all well aware, has been quite turbulent – kicking off with the threat of WWIII and then it disappearing just as quickly as it came. It certainly was a monumental moment, but we had no idea what this year had in store for us. A few months after that, we were sent into a spring break that just wouldn’t end. Following this quarantine, children and adults alike were experiencing quite extreme cases of cabin fever which, understandably, caused a bit of a lack of happiness. As we approach the final hours of 2020, with the hope of a vaccine on the way, people’s spirits have been lifted to heights, unlike anything we’ve seen all year.

A symptom of this happiness is, you guessed it, the hanging of Christmas lights. 

Now ordinarily, I would be incensed, perhaps a bit overzealous, at the hanging of these little light balls of cheer. I think this is the first year ever that I haven’t taken too big an issue with the lights. But when considering how our year has been going, and with all of these inconveniences, I think it might be a little less of a deal than in other years. However, this is only for this year! If you do this in any other year, you should be ashamed of yourselves.