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| This is how I found our gingerbread man this morning. I swear... |
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| A gift from Lois oh so many years ago |
Our
Christmas tree is still up.
Yup.
Today is January 15 and our Christmas tree is still up.
When
I was a kid I would beg my mom to let us keep the tree until my
birthday on January 9. She always said , "no". It would
make too much of a mess. Denial on the other hand likes to keep the
tree around until my birthday, which I love about him. All I know is
that it remains up, a homage to our busy lives. Sure, after I get
home and pretend to make dinner, get Gusty to do his homework,
practice the cello and make sure that his music theory homework is
done then put him to bed I COULD go to the basement get the boxes and
wrap all of those small precious ornaments but it's all I can do to
knit a few stitches, wash my face, brush my teeth and throw myself
into bed.
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| Remnants |
Don't
get me wrong, I like the tree. It's festive and smells good. The
problem is that it's in what is supposed to be my crafting room.
That's right. I actually get a crafting room. It doesn't matter
though because when the tree comes down I'll be able to look at that
space and marvel at how little I really use it.
I
have plans to sew, make myself a dress form and design beautiful
things to wear, sell and give away to deserving friends. I want to
go through all of my photos, organize them and seriously get rid of
the ones that mean nothing to me at this point. Oh goddess please
afford me the time and energy to indulge my creative side.
Who
am I kidding? I can't even find time to dismantle a tree. It is
Sunday. I think today's the day.
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| The corner without the tree. |
Done.....
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