Epiphany
I had my own epiphany: rather than put away all the decorations with the idea that I’d go through them in the fall (hasn’t happens the past 2 years, even though on the calendar), why not decide which ones I want to keep and box the rest up for donation? Aha!
I cleared our dining room table for the discards. I was ruthless. Out went all the shiny balls, even the ones from the 50’s and 60’s I’d collected. We aren’t having Christmas trees anymore so they aren’t needed. I had a moment of possible tears for our past, a brief wish we were still young with children at home. Sigh. We aren’t, life is good now too. The martini glasses with hand-pained Rudolph’s: gone. Box of large jingle bells I have used once: out. So on and so forth.
By the time I was done, we had one empty red storage bin and 5 sealed cardboard boxes to donate. Now my calendar entry for October 1st reads, “Donate Christmas decorations.” I’m not going to even look inside the boxes lest my resolution falter.
It’s not that there isn’t more that could go, but a good start. We asked the kids if they wanted the fairy lights. No takers, so they will be added to the donation pile unless someone changes her minds. Ditto for the lighted sleigh I’ve put up a couple of times, but not the past year. It was cute with the flamingos as reindeer, however evidently not cute enough for anyone to bother with now.
On the other hand, we are thrilled with our Aura photo frame that I asked the children to buy us for Christmas. Spaulding browbeat them all into adding pictures, so now we have a continuous slide show in our living room. Every so often I get a notice that more pictures have been added. Magic.
My plan is to use it as inspiration to cull our pictures this year to a manageable lot that we can actually enjoy. That would be the real magic.
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