I thought maybe I’d found some Christmas spirit last week. I got our tree out, and once Bob secured it to the table out of the puppers’ reach, I put ornaments on it. Well, on the bottom half of it. Then he finished decorating the upper part of the tree. It is gorgeous!
I’ve never been a huge fan of Christmas except when the kiddo was little, but this Christmas my lack of spirit is unusual. And I’ve decided that’s okay. I’m not anticipating the holiday. I’m not dreading it. I’m just not feeling it at all.
But I don’t have to. It won’t impact my shopping. We just give money anyway. It hasn’t impacted my card-sending. I haven’t done that in years. It does impact my TV watching since Christmas specials and movies are on every time I turn the TV on, but then, I don’t HAVE to turn the TV on. Besides, I’ve been watching some of those specials for more years than I want to admit. I’d watch them whether I was feeling festive or not.
Maybe next year will be different.
Or maybe we’ll just take a vacation next December. I bet a tropical beach and warm sun could get me in the spirit!
Sounds like something Don and I might be doing too!
This year has been more difficult to get in the spirit.
And it came to pass. . .
I’ll be the amen chorus today.
Though, bless his heart, Bob finished the tree. Still no shopping, no plans for food to take on Christmas Day. At least I’ve quit singing, “You’re a good man, Charlie Brown,” to the tune of “The Grinch.”
We really need some warm water and beach time!
I know. We’re pitiful.