...when I am so abruptly sick an' tired of all the Christmas decorations, I just want to hurl them all out into the street. I can usually make it all the way to Epiphany on January 6, but Epiphany isn't on January 6 this year, it's TODAY. I don't understand exactly why it's today other than that the holy days of the Christmas season all fell inconveniently on the weekend, but I do know that it gave me a good reason to say, in a feverish voice, "Okay, let's do this. Now." Plus, the tree was getting dried out and it was shedding needles like a collie sheds hair.
So we did. We filled up red Rubbermaid totes a-plenty and carefully jammed the lids on them and piled them in the kitchen hallway for my husband to take downstairs to the crypt. I mean, the basement. I feel kind of bad for being tired of Christmas, but to be perfectly honest -- and when am I not? -- 2010 is not a year I'll be looking back on with a bunch of fondness and this Christmas was a particularly difficult one, thanks to the ongoing recession, and I am ready to just move it along to the new year. Not that I'm bitter or anything, just ready to forge ahead.
Okay, maybe a just a little bitter.
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