Why is it that when you can't sleep in you'd give your first born to, but when you can sleep in you're up at 5:00 in the morning and raring to go? Doesn't make sense, does it? I tried to go back to sleep but things kept churning in my head of everything I have to do today. So, I got up and started my house work. I took today off from work and figured, get it done now and I won't have to do it on my weekend. Now I'm taking a break and watching the news.
The first thing that came on was a sappy holiday commercial that threatened to make me cry. I know you know what I mean. This time of year they play those tear jerking commercials about the soldier coming home Christmas to surprise his family, or my recent favorite, the one of the young doctor who couldn't make it home. So when he gets off his shift and goes to his apartment, he opens the door to his whole family in the process of decorating and cooking.
I guess this time of year makes us all emotional in one way or another. Some folks get depressed over the holidays. I look forward to Thanksgiving and fall but Christmas has changed over the years for me. I look forward to the time off from work but not so much for the actual holiday. It's become too commercialized.
My only tree this year is a ceramic Christmas tree my step-mother made for me about thirty years ago. I love it and it's one of my favorite possessions. You know, the kind where you add the little plastic bulbs and there's a light inside that lights the tree up. I put it out every year. I can still recall how surprised I was the day I opened the box to discover it had made it all the way from Maine, without breaking. It looks great on my dining room cupboard with the mirror behind it.
I've already started thinking about my New Year's resolutions, have you? I'll share mine later.