It's Over

Christmas is officially over.  Except for our neighbors who are STILL rockin' the Christmas lights.  I hung on for a while there, excited we were still doing lights each night when I peeked to see if I should flip that switch, but it is now January 12th, time to pack it in.

It's by far my favorite time of year and I love decorating and all the to do.  But after about 4 weeks I look around and feel stress and anger.  There is stuff everywhere, pine needles in my socks, tinsel explosions, new toys with no "places," and a basic feeling that Christmas threw up all over our house.

 Yesterday I couldn't take it and rid our house of the holiday.  I was sad at first, I've always gotten sad when Christmas ends.  As a kid I would cry and cry Christmas night because it was all over.  Sometimes I'd sleep on the living room floor under the tree.

I tried to think of what it is that really makes me love the holiday.  Is it our family doing fun traditions together?  Is it 80% of people's happier mood?  Is it the Christmas songs?  The movies? The lights? I think it's everything, so there is no way to duplicate it throughout the year.

 But about halfway through the process I got angry and frustrated, since I didn't wait for my husband to get home to help, because when I get a project in my head I have to do it all right then. And in the end I didn't have to worry about being sad, or missing Christmas. 


And I have one of my favorite corners of the house back!

I know, this post is lame and boring.  Don't feel the need to comment.  Just look at my pictures and move on.