Goodbye Christmas, goodbye

I said a sad farewell to Christmas today. Chris said enough is enough so we finally took everything down. The tree - gone. The garland - gone. The wreath - gone. All my cute little Christmas figurines and candles - gone. If I had it my way I'd probably leave everything up until February 1st, but Chris had other plans. I love Christmas and I love having our house full of things that remind me of it and remind me of family. I think I just need something else to look forward too, Easter maybe? My birthday?

On a completely unrelated note - I have a new pet peeve. I've discovered that it really bothers me when people I don't know call me "hon" or "sweetie". Example - If you're at the checkout counter at a store and when the clerk hands you the bag they say "here 'ya go sweetie!" or "thanks hon!" What is that? I'm in my late twenties, I'm not 4 years old! I wouldn't mind it if it was an elderly person referring to me in that manner - when that happens it's more of a motherly thing coming across and I do think it's quite endearing. But when someone who is not that older than me or someone who is younger talks to me like I'm either a) their best friend or b) their cute little cousin, it really turns me off. I know some people probably think it's fine and that I'm being a stickler but I think it shows a lack of respect. I would much rather be referred to as "miss" or "ma'am", is that too much to ask?