The interwebs and television are full of the New Year, New You bullsh*t right now. Even though I know it's all relative, I still find myself extra cleaning and organizing this time of year. Partially because new things come into the house at Christmas and I try really hard to use the One In, One Out method.
This method found me reorganizing our closet, again. Kevin is wired that if he can't see it, it doesn't exist. So folding his hoodies and having them on the top shelf did not work. Also, I had to actually physically toss them up there because it's too high for me to reach. This also created a culling of clothing that needed to happen anyway.
Anyway.
I have The Pulse - Sirius XM loudly playing, which is a channel I'll surf when I'm in the car but don't usually play in the house. It's not Kevin's jam but he's outside. My point is I need Not Christmas music today, not music that will make me cry (looking at you Country music), and something upbeat.
Santa's workshop has been wrangled onto one table to be boxed and put away. This year has gone more smoothly as I thought ahead and kept bubble wrap from packaging and extra tissue paper. I culled some decorations, took some to the facility for Kevin's dad, and there were a few more that were relegated to the give-away box upon reboxing. And we're not talking about the Christmas tree. Just shush. The only thing preventing this task from being completed is me.
I did not buy any decorations or ornaments this year. Well, I bought one tree candle. Although, I did bring decorations home from my childhood: about a dozen Curt Adler and Shiny Brite ornaments, a set of felt angels, an angel I chose when I was very young, two candles and a Santa with only four reindeer. I don't know where the other five went and I actually don't remember there being more. A bottle brush tree and a big candle light that matches the Santa I took from the house years ago.
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