By this time last year I had finished decorating inside the house and had strung a few lights outside. All my trees were up and decorated and I had dozens of homemade cookies in the freezer. Plans were being made for a Christmas party to which I'd invited new neighbors and old friends. Most of my Christmas shopping was done and I was basking in the joy of living in this new old house and anticipating a warm and wonderful Christmas with my family.
In contrast, this year finds me with very few decorations displayed, no trees even out of their storage boxes, let alone decorated, no party plans, very little shopping done, no cookies baked, and not a single list made (from which to cross off completed tasks). I can't explain the difference except to say we've been very busy, but hasn't everybody?
Instead of putting up trees today, Glenn has been busy with his own projects and I've been doing mundane chores - laundry, dishes, and cleaning the kitchen. The motivation for decorating just isn't here yet and I'm not sure why. I do love the holiday season and always enjoy unearthing all the treasures from Christmases past, but this year it seems like more work than pleasure. It's often been said "The joy is in the journey", but right now, I'd like to have the joy and skip the journey.
Perhaps one solution would be to pare down decorating and display only things I love. The problem with that is....I really do love most of the decorations I've collected through the years. Sometime today, I'll tackle the Christmas closet and re-acquaint myself with the vintage Shiny Brite ornaments, the handmade gingerbread boys, the tabletop red tree I use in the diningroom, and all the other things which make Christmas decorating special. Who knows? By the time I browse through everything, I may finally be into the spirit of the season. I think I'll put on some Christmas music and get busy.