In Lieu Of – – –

October 1 = First Day of the Christmas Season

In lieu of my exercise routines I do at the wellness center for an hour or so most every day, I got a workout at home today by starting my Christmas decorating. For over five hours, I hauled boxes, sorted ornaments, and  re-arranged plants and regular objet d’art, aka bric-a-brac, aka junk. Ronald hates doing this stuff, so I was on my own. (Though he enjoys the results.)

After all that time, I only got one vignette done – in its first draft anyway.  Ronald’s pool table is covered with decorations, and more boxes are tucked under it for later consideration. At least I had enough energy to vacuum after the process. (Though I’m trying to soothe my torn hips with a heating pad at the moment.)

I really have no need to justify my early decorating. I’ve always done it, so I’m too set in my ways to change. Though I am putting up less this year.

Each time we bring Mom to visit, she tells me I have too much junk on my walls. But she has never had good taste in art! Just kidding. I did get carried away this year making dirty pours, and yes, my once minimalist style of decorating has become ‘clutter’ to most people.

But do I care what other people think?  Obviously, I don’t! Anyone who has a pool table and a BOSU balancer in the great room has crazy decorating sense anyway. Chip and Joanna Gaines would flee in horror, and Better Homes and Gardens would call the design police on me.

So I shrug it off. I’m calling my decorating style these days ‘Bubba Chic/Kara’s Art Institute/Huddleston Gymnasium.  And now – Huddleston’s Holiday Home.

But the only problem with cluttered walls is, where do I put my usual over the top Christmas decorations? I can’t take most of the pictures down as I have hot-glued some of the art to the walls. And in reality, my dirty pours are prettier than my Christmas decorations. Especially the glass ornaments I dropped on the floor and broke this morning! I think I only have a few glass things left so maybe by next year, I won’t have that problem.

So what’s the point?

Good question.

Enjoy each day. Celebrate. Find joy in the journey.

And when you are as old as I am, a person most times gets to do what she dern well pleases. Which proves maybe there are some perks to being old and decrepit!

And I thank God for Spell Check! I thought decrepit was spelled with a ‘d’ at the end.

And I shouldn’t write a blog and have something in the oven at the same time.

As I sit here writing, one of the middle strands in my vignette fritzed out, so it’s back to square one on that project! Argh!

But you know what that means! I get to make another trip to Hobby Lobby!

Blessings

KB

Simple Word for the day – Rejoice!