Usually, I decorate my house for Christmas the day after Thanksgiving. By no means do I go overboard, but I do like to put up a tree and a few decorations around the house. This year, I didn’t have the time or energy to deal with it after Thanksgiving so now here we are, 2 weeks from Christmas, and I’m still not really in the Christmas spirit.
Since I’m spending Christmas away from home this year, I’ve been kind of bah humbugging it about decorating. I usually have my fill of it by December 25 and end up de-Christmas-ing that night. The thought of putting up decorations that I won’t even be around to enjoy or coming home to a decorated house after the fact is very unappealing. Even though I swoon when visiting or driving past beautifully decorated homes, the motivation to decorate is missing.
While out walking the dog this weekend, a few of my neighbors were out putting lights up on their house. More were put up the previous weekends. Let’s be honest, most of the light hanger-uppers are men. So it struck me funny that at one of the homes, the husband and wife were both outside, but it was the wife climbing up and down the ladder stringing the lights along the roof line. The husband held the ladder. I wanted to shout, “You go girl!” But instead I thought about how impressed I was. I wouldn’t even know where to begin with that task beyond buying the lights at the store. And even then, it’s iffy.
I’ve pretty much resigned myself to the fact that Christmas is not coming to my house this year.
Can’t you tell. So other than wrapping gifts, packing a suitcase, and getting on an airplane, I’m all ready for Christmas. How about you?