Like many houses throughout the world, my home has been undergoing a transformation this past week. I’ve not pulled out all my Christmas decorations in several years due to travel and putting a house on the market but this year we’re settled in our new house and our grandchildren will be here so no surface is safe!
All of it makes me smile….remembering my mom….who used to put red velvet bows everywhere she could. We used to joke that it was entirely possible for Dad to wake up from falling asleep in his recliner, paper still open and unread in his lap, to find a bow taped to his forehead.
Oh, the irony of this week’s photo challenge!
My house has been on the market since September. For those of you who have been through this, you know just how many times I’ve vacuumed the carpets, blown leaves out of the yard, put away every single vestige of real people actually living in the home, then cleared out myself and the dog for a realtor to bring in a potential buyer.
It’s the Christmas season with all the preparations that entails.
I have a move scheduled for the beginning of January. Which means it would be nice to buy a house in the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day.
And oh yeah, my son is getting married in two days. Which means I’m currently in a rental home in another state with 14 family members under the same roof and many good friends who begin to arrive in town tomorrow…….yep, a whole lot of fun and celebration going on in my life these days but….relaxation….not so much!
Check back with me in a few months.
In the meantime you might occasionally find me with my faithful sidekick, in my winter woods, the one place where I know I’ll find moments of peace in the midst of an in-between life.
This too, shall pass.
My plan this year was to go with “Christmas Lite.” After having moved into this house a few months ago I didn’t want to dig out all the decorations, and with plans to travel over the holiday, I didn’t feel a great need to go to great lengths to get it all done.
But then December happened. And so did this.
I couldn’t stop myself from bringing at least some of it out, much to my husband’s relief. At one point he casually mentioned that perhaps there were two people in the house (yes, we consider our Lab to be a person) who still wanted it to look like Christmas, and usually relied on someone else (that would be me), to make it happen.
How could I resist?!
Another tradition that couldn’t go by the wayside was my traditional gift to family and neighbors of homemade english toffee (affectionately known as Christmas Crack) and spiced pretzels, tucked into a gift bag with a kitchen towel and presented with lots of tissue paper, curling ribbon, hand-crafted gift tags and an ornament. This year I tried my hand at sea salt caramels to add to those bags.
So, Oops!….although I should have had plenty of time to get it all done, our Christmas cards will end up being New Year’s cards this year….no surprise to anyone who knows me well. Hmmm….perhaps if I hadn’t taught myself how to make caramel this month, on a whim, things would have turned out differently. But they didn’t, and although I always have the best of intentions I can count on one hand the amount of years I’ve ever mailed them in December.
You’d think I’d just buy New Year’s cards to begin with.