January 15: Confession
I have a confession to make.
**cough**
IstillhaveaChristmastreeup.
~orTWO~
*C-O-U-G-H*
I know, I KNOW! And it's ~so~ unlike me, honestly.
The "big" Christmas tree was taken down and all of the upstairs decor was packed away before New Year's, but my silver tinsel tree with its vintage-y ornaments and the felt ornament kitsch tree in the downstairs den... well... I just haven't felt... done with them.
We've had bipolar weather here in Oz since Christmas, ranging from wind chills of -11 degrees to highs of 50+ with more thermal mood swings yet to come. I'm also forty-seven years old now and am not feeling terribly inclined to continue to impose rules upon myself. Maybe I'm entering a new sparkle phase.
With Valentine's Day just around the corner, perhaps I'll feel the urge to catch up with the calendar.
Perhaps.
Just another example of that's-just-so-NOT-like-me being...
... me.
**cough**
IstillhaveaChristmastreeup.
~orTWO~
*C-O-U-G-H*
I know, I KNOW! And it's ~so~ unlike me, honestly.
The "big" Christmas tree was taken down and all of the upstairs decor was packed away before New Year's, but my silver tinsel tree with its vintage-y ornaments and the felt ornament kitsch tree in the downstairs den... well... I just haven't felt... done with them.
We've had bipolar weather here in Oz since Christmas, ranging from wind chills of -11 degrees to highs of 50+ with more thermal mood swings yet to come. I'm also forty-seven years old now and am not feeling terribly inclined to continue to impose rules upon myself. Maybe I'm entering a new sparkle phase.
With Valentine's Day just around the corner, perhaps I'll feel the urge to catch up with the calendar.
Perhaps.
Just another example of that's-just-so-NOT-like-me being...
... me.
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