Too Big To Hide Under the Bed
Back from cutting monstrously over sized Christmas tree in Iowa. Keep trimming it back, trimming it back, trimming it back so the kids have a place to play in the living room. We put our decorations on it, but they all look too small for it. “I’m going to have to make bigger ornaments” I say out loud to nobody in particular – every time I pass by the tree. It’s still a little unbelievable to me that this huge monster tree is in our house. Now I keep thinking of what type of ornaments to put on it’s crazy long branches. I finally realize that I don’t have to put all the decoration on our tree that good intentioned (but ungifted with knowledge of my particular tastes) relatives have given to us to put on it if I don’t want to. It takes all kinds of things to uncover the kinks in ones belief system I guess, in fact sometimes, it takes a monster tree.
A little secret: I only just year was able to get rid of some given Christmas things that I didn’t like. Guilt-free.
But I still have some. Still working on those particular kinks. 🙂 (Not to mention I’m not going to go spend lots of money buying all the decorations/household things that ARE my tastes. Our home is a marriage of things we LOVE that we chose ourselves and things we use and only sort of like that were given to us. As long as I have light, good light, I don’t mind if I have an ugly desk that I never liked but bought anyway.)