Before I dig into my day I stop and think of what I want to accomplish. I know I need to clean. I look where our Christmas tree stood until late yesterday afternoon. I swept up most of the fallen needles, but there are a few left on the carpet… waiting to be swept up by the vacuum.
The fake presents I wrap and decorate so that our dog does not lift his leg on our tree or drink the tree water lay around the floor looking oddly out of place. Today, I will unwrap those boxes and throw them away, saving the ribbon and decorations on them for next year.
The dining room has the sad remains of my ‘snack’ table. Sad, forgotten and unwanted cookies lay on the plates knowing that they will never be eaten and today will join the wrapping paper and boxes in the trash.
The mostly empty tins of pralines, now soggy and too sugary await their final destination also.
The only hopeful is the tin of peppermint bark, almost completely empty, but still tasty. I think that will be my reward for cleaning up the Christmas crumbs.
So, onward I move, not nearly as excited as I was a month ago when the ribbons and wrappings were fresh and looked beautiful. It is a new year now and time marches on. Valentine’s Day decorations are beginning to peak through the mounds of Christmas decorations awaiting their long summer’s sleep. Red and green is replaced by red and pink.
I already feel like this year is speeding by. I look around in anticipation of what this year holds. But, first, I must get busy. Thanks for stopping by. DAF