We did not decorate much this year. After grandson/son #2 (Army Guy) went off to the Army, the boys moved bedrooms and I am left with the extra bedroom on the main floor. It will eventually be my workroom, but right now is just a mess. The first thing I did though, was move grandson/sons #3 (JCountry) piano out to the dining room.
We have an L shaped main floor, with 1/4 of that square (that’s not an L) being that bedroom, now workroom. The other parts of the L are the kitchen, the dining area, a tv, a couch collection (my mother likes to replace her furniture and we have inherited quite a few extra pieces), and a computer area. Trust me, this is NOT a big house.
Which I really realized when it was time to put up the tree. There just isn’t anywhere to put a Christmas tree. Heck, there’s a comfy rocking love seat in the middle of the floor. I did consider hanging it (the tree, not the couch) but there was no room for that either.
I took my trusty Menard’s rebate and got a 24″ tree and a can of spray snow (Any tree I have is having snow on it.) and I went to Hobby Lobby, and for 50% off, I bought a fake garland (which also now has snow on it) and a cloth runner to protect the ancient piano from the fake snow.
In our first house we had a fireplace and I did this every year on the mantle, only with real boughs and fake snow and shiny ornaments and (when we were in the room) lit candles. Now, I have two plastic battery candles.
It’s in a pinch. The guys are older now and not so excited about going into the attic for decorations. I just wanted something up. I used to decorate every square inch but this house put a stop to that. I really need to declutter more; which I have been doing for the last seven years actually and still have more to go.
I have another reason for decorating. On my facebook (http://SAVanVleck.Wordpress.com) a couple of people have mentioned not enjoying Christmas because they have lost a loved one.
I know the feeling. When my brother died, I just wasn’t sure I would ever enjoy the holidays again. Then, Dad died and I was left with this horrible guilt because we thought we were doing him a favor by taking down the tree before we left their house after Christmas. He got up and was not happy. He wanted to look at it for more time. That was his last Christmas.
So, what I tell people and firmly believe now, is do not deprive yourself because you feel lonely, or sad, or guilty or whatever. My brother and father were both big on Christmas and, by decorating, it is more a reminder of that joy and a tribute to the ones you love who loved the holidays.
Happy Holidays to everyone.