Then Advent begins and with it a renewed duty to my family to get out the house. Having failed to get an Advent calendar, I need to think on my feet. We've got a little Christmas tree but it's fairly bare, awaiting hand-me-down decorations.
Technology has brought a host of new problems to Christmas. Not least, the plethora of apps which show Father Christmas's progress around the globe. I am starting to dread Christmas Eve already as I know what is coming - mental maths nightmare.
Why is the commercial exploitation of Christmas so readily accepted in the United Kingdom? Why don't people make an effort to lobby their Member of Parliament for change? Why don't Britons register complaints at the stores and malls displaying Christmas signs and décor unseasonally early?
Do fairy lights bring you out in hives? Does the sight of a Christmas tree brightly adorned, bring you out in palpitations and send you delving into the bottom of your hand or man-bag looking for your battered old Christmas list?
As we enter the Advent period, Christmas markets are opening across Germany. A trip to Hamburg, in the north of the country, gave me a chance to learn that most of the city's 13 markets have a traditional feel but there's one in particular with a cheeky twist.