It’s amazing how the mood changes in just a few days after the big event. All the wrapping paper has been collected and relegated to the trash bags waiting pick-up on Monday. The cards are hung with care or stacked on a table somewhere soon to meet the same fate as the wrapping paper. Well, maybe a few will survive. A few very select cards at best.
The tree, if once alive, is now starting to show signs of drying and the needles are starting to accumulate faster as each day passes. Guests that once were a joy to have are becoming a little less like guests and a little more like intruders. Not to be mean but it’s always nice to get back to some sense of normalcy when the shine has worn off the holiday spirit.
It’s time to think about those gifts you received and, especially, the ones you didn’t. You opened them and were so surprised and happy when you really were thinking, “What in the world am I going to do with that?” or “There’s no way I’m going to be seen in public wearing that thing!” It’s about then you start to think of ‘re-gifting for next year’. Just don’t forget to label it so it doesn’t go back to the original gifter. How embarrassing is that?
Then you have the gift or gifts you didn’t receive. You thought you dropped enough hints to the right person or people and yet, you didn’t get it. What, are these people idiots. And your husband or wife, as-the-case-may-be, there is absolutely no excuse there. This isn’t like sports people. There isn’t an “Oh well, there’s always next year!” Because next year it will be something else that you wanted that they will have forgotten. It’s a never-ending cycle and it rarely if ever turns out the way you wanted. That’s why shopping for oneself is so important throughout the year. What’s so hard to understand about that?
Then, there’s your presents. The ones you spent so much time on getting just the right things for everyone on your list. It’s, “Did you see the look on her face? I just know she hated it.” or “Some people are so ungrateful. Next year he gets coal. If I can find it. Where do you get coal anyway?”
Yes, it’s over for another year or whenever it is you start your Christmas shopping. The frustration of finding just the right thing for those special someones in your life or, at least what you think is the prefect gift for each. The fun of receiving the perfect gifts selected just for you and having all those wonderful people traipsing through your house for three or four days. Ah, the sheer joy that is Christmas. Maybe someone else will have it at their house next year? Yeah, that could happen.
Well, have a happy but safe New Year. Crack open that bottle of champagne and have a spare on ice. Toast the arrival of 2010 and pray for a better year for all.
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE ! ! !
We’ll talk again next year.