If I Won the Lottery

I could have finished the undecorating today. I worked diligently on it. I got all the house decorations put away. I took off a few thousand tree decorations. But I did not finish the tree. I needed the big ladder. I could have brought it up from the garage. I did not. I waited until Russ came home.

I went up and down the ladder a few times. Then I had had enough. I was tired of this chore. There is no reward in doing the undecorating. It is messy and sad. In the end I am left with a dark and dull house. No sparkle, no light, no joy. So doing the job just to end up joyless in not inspiring.

I have a crazy day tomorrow. Garden club, then driving an hour to Smithfield to teach two classes and driving home and get back at ten PM. I seriously doubt I am going up and down the ladder before garden club..so let’s draw out the undecorating another couple days.

Someone asked me if I was going to scale back on the decorating just so I would not have as much to undecorate. Not on your life. I live all year to get to live in a house that screams Christmas. It makes me so happy.

What I really wish I could re-do in life is the building of the addition of our house we did 30 years ago. We designed the perfect place for our Christmas tree, but not the perfect place to put it away.

If I could do it over I would have made my windows French doors and would have put a Christmas storage area on the backside of the room so I could roll the tree out of the room into a giant secret closet.

So if you have a chance to build your own house, consider building a closet right behind where you would put your tree and put in a secret door, or wall that opens. I dream of not undecorating my tree and taking it down. A dream that will not come true unless I win the lottery. And as my daughter always asks, “did you buy a ticket?” The answer is, “No,” so I will forever be undecorating.