I recently witnessed a discussion on Facebook regarding when it is appropriate to put up Christmas decorations. Personally I love Christmas. My mother one year began listening to Christmas music in October. That was torture. Why? Because by the time Christmas actually rolled around I was so sick of hearing those same songs over and over that it actually took some of the joy out of the holiday. I am not however scarred by that event and when I think on it, it is an awesome memory. Still it is amazing to me how often I let little things take my joy. It can be service times at a restaurant, or the guy in front of me in line at the gas station buying lottery tickets when I am in a hurry, stupid little things take my joy. And I let them. Why? Why would I let something so petty steal…