Chris: "Mission accomplished."
I have an issue. A problem, really. I'm going to get it out in the open here, on my blog, because I know I can't be alone. It makes me feel like a big party pooper and I'm not, believe me...except....well....
I cannot stand decorating the house for Halloween and Christmas.
Phew! There, I said it. Honestly, It makes me feel claustrophobic. Don't get me wrong, I love to decorate the dinner table with seasonal table cloths and place mats for the kids. But then Halloween comes and I have to mentally prepare myself for the boxes and boxes of decorations we have accrued over the years. On top of that we always build up the experience. Sure, it starts out sweet, but then we soon hear from the peanut gallery,
"HEEEEEEY! I WANTED THAT SKULL!" (even though there are two that are identical to each other)
And as you can imagine, it spirals downhill from there. Plus the fact that there are more decorations than there are spaces to put them, so things get 'clumped' together. This triggers my panic mode and I immediately flash to the future where we will have TRIPLE the boxes of CHRISTMAS decorations.
This year I've decided ahead of time that I'm going to let it all go. If the decorations are clumpy, so be it. If they are spread all through the house high and low, it is what it is. I need to shut my mouth and go hyperventilate by myself in the bathroom. After all, I won't have these moments for long. And as soon as the fighting starts, I'm pulling out my secret weapon...
HOT CHOCOLATE, ANYONE?