I'm getting there - dear friends and commenters.
And the four piles of stuff is right where I moved it to on the other
side of the room until I could sort it.
But of late I have been obsessing on what I like to call 'decorating
for Christmas.'
In the old place I used to deck the halls with every imaginable type
of Christmas decorations.
But things are different now.
I am in the new place.
And in our new society where everything is in its place - I am doing
the same thing to my new home.
For instance when you walk in the front door you are greeted by
the large Christmas tree, a wreath over the fireplace mantle, a
few Christmasy knick-knacks - and that's it. Very pc.
The family room in the basement holds all the kids stuff - the dancing
santa - four or five musical things that are fun and millions of smaller
things that can be played with - stuff like that.
The kitchen holds the happy and cherished Christmas things too.
But it is my bedroom where I am indulging my obsession with Nativities.
For over the years I have collected so many of them and I am determined
to display all of them - like I used to all over the place in the old place.
Finally my older daughter bravely spoke up to me:
Mom she said - we don't worship nativites.
Even then I didn't get it.
But now I do. People just don't want to come to my house and be greeted
with my inner obsession of Christmas - which is probably bipolar based
anyway since one of the symptom is collecting things. : }
Now tonight I'm going to end it all.
By bedtime I will finish this thing I call 'decorating for Christmas ' and get
on with getting my house in order.
But I'm seriously thinking about conducting guided tours of my bedroom
in all of its Christmas splendor.
if you build it they will come
:]
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