I have a problem.

For about the last week, I have spent most of my workdays with songs stuck in my head. I know that doesn’t sound like an extraordinary thing, but I assure you it is.

You see, the songs banging around my noggin are those of the Christmas variety and it is only September.

It has been different songs every day, and not even the most popular ones. Try focusing on your work with “Santa Baby” or “Walking in a Winter Wonderland” on repeat. It’s not easy.

There has to be an explanation for this madness. I mean, I’m a big fan of Christmas and even the songs that go along with it. But four months in advance is a bit much.

It could have something to do with the delightfully cooler weather of late, though it’s not exactly December-like. Unless of course my body still thinks it’s in Florida.

Last year I spent the holidays in Jacksonville, which meant wearing shorts and a t-shirt to work on Christmas Day. There’s something really odd about celebrating the season in such a warm place after spending your whole life in a more yuletide climate.

I hope I didn’t permanently flip a switch or this could be the longest Christmas season ever. Especially if I spend tomorrow at work with a playlist of “All I Want for Christmas is You.”