The holiday season arrived too quickly this year and I am totally unprepared. In prior years, by this time in December I am finishing small shopping lists for accidentals and deciding on my holiday meal preps.
I happened to mention my lateness to a friend at lunch today. I told her I was going home to put up my outside decorations. She said, “Why bother?”
“Wow, are we all under the same impression that if you aren’t ready for the holidays by Nov. 1st just move on to next year, as this one is over?”
I sometimes wonder if the youth has the same scenario interpretation of age, after 40 go straight to death. You couldn’t possibly catch up, so move on.
As I am approaching the year of the big 6…0…I definitely don’t want to be rushed. Moving on is not an option. I have time, just like I have time to finish getting the decorations up and ready for this year’s holiday season.
Even Ebenezer Scrooge was given a chance to get it right. So, I will take to the actions of the writer Charles Dickens, and declare there will be no “Bah, humbug!” Or, “Why, bother?”
I can do this and have it all ready in time, the shopping for friends and family, the mailing of packages, the outside deer decorations, the Christmas tree and all the lights, the Christmas cards with special notes of love and laughter, and the preparations for the holiday meals and parties.
I’m popping the cork, as we speak! “Cheers!”
“Hurry Back!” or in text lingo “HB!”
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