I used to think I *LOVED* decorating for Christmas. But, I'm pretty sure I've always fooled myself into believing this.
It's not true.
I really dread it.
In fact, it's one of those tasks where I have to carve out a day (aka: last night), and
beg my husband to comply.
Not to mention, adding a child to the mix, well--changes things. Of COURSE I want to have the house decorated, but the process of getting there? I totally loathe.
Like last night.
Declan has to drag up 29308390283 totes full of more Christmas Decorations then I know what to do with (seriously, I have a problem with the purchasing of Christmas Decor. Help....). Then, I have to open said totes and go through them. The 'have to keep things neat' side of me is starting to get all anxiety-ridden because "omigah! My house is going to have pine needles all over forEVER!" Totally not true, but in the moment---ahhhh. I hate it.
Seriously? The pine needles. EVERYWHERE. Drives me bonkers.
Then? This year---I decided I wanted to tone down on some of my decor. I wasn't into the whole 'sparkly' thing this year. Earthy and vintage was my goal.
So, it left me with a whole lot of scratching my head and thinking "what the H am I to do?"---and problem solving. Yea. Let's call it problem solving. [Because I like to make things like Christmas decorating challenging.]
Declan did the whole fluffing and pulling/prodding/re-forming of the tree (yes, we have a fake one, so sue me), as I huffed and puffed around the house all stressed out over the
chaos that is Christmas, and laughed and quoted as ELF played in the background*.
I'm pretty sure I've fooled myself over all these years into thinking that I liked Christmas decorating, when really? I like the result.
I do NOT like the process.
Not one bit.
I've also realized? That the vacuum is my best friend. Because, the pine needles--oh the pine needles. They almost give me a panic attack.
So, there. I said it.
I see post after post in my reader of people proclaiming their love for Christmas decorating--and here I am, all ba-humbug and such typing how much I loathe it.
The good news is? It only happens once a year.
Don't even get me started on the day we have to take it all down. Because I hate that, too.
*The one good thing about decorating is we always watch Elf. It is, for sure my #1 favorite Christmas movie (Declan's too)--and we may or may not quote lines from it the
entire year. At least in the middle of the chaotic decorating I can let out a hearty chuckle now and again. Because, dude, Will Farrell? Freakin' hilarious.
And oh? We normally decorate for Christmas on black Friday. But this year we have plans, my brother is coming into town, and other things going on so we did it a few days early to allow for the max family time possible.
Have a great Tuesday!