I decided to do some serious Christmas decorating last night. So, I had Christmas music playing, candles lit, and decided to start with our Nativity set. It's actually my parents set that I inherited after they passed away, and it is probably the ugliest Nativity set you could imagine! They got the basics (holy family and wise men) the Christmas after they got married in 1962, but more pieces have been added as people in the family passed away so it's basically a hodge podge. We have a headless shepard (which came from one of my great grandfathers), a Five and dime dog (which is something my father insisted on putting in his when he was a little boy), a minature 4th wise man from my great grandmother's set....you get the idea...
Anyway, I just started getting VERY emotional. What made me the angriest is I don't remember where all the mismatched ones came from! I had the sudden urge to pick up the phone and call mom and ask...but I can't do that. It just made me miss her all the more.
Then, on top of that, I was moving Dad's light house (he collected lighthouses for years and this was his favorite...I had it hand made for him about 15 years ago and it's the only one I have left)....and it slipped out of my hands and broke! It's ceramic, and luckily only the base broke and could be fixed with super glue, but that was the last staw! I just sat down and bawled.
Poor DH came home from work shortly afterwards, saw the lighthouse, and just poured me a glass of wine and gave me a hug. God love him.
But, I still have the rest of the decorating to do, the rest of the house to clean, shopping to to, presents to wrap, cookies to bake, Christmas dinner to plan (DH "volunteered" us to do Christmas dinner...we just did Thanksgiving!!
) not to mention finding time to eat, sleep and go to work. I really am NOT in the mood for this!
I just want to grab the rest of the bottle of wine and curl up under the covers until Jan 2!
Sorry for the long post...I just needed to vent.
Anyway, I just started getting VERY emotional. What made me the angriest is I don't remember where all the mismatched ones came from! I had the sudden urge to pick up the phone and call mom and ask...but I can't do that. It just made me miss her all the more.
Then, on top of that, I was moving Dad's light house (he collected lighthouses for years and this was his favorite...I had it hand made for him about 15 years ago and it's the only one I have left)....and it slipped out of my hands and broke! It's ceramic, and luckily only the base broke and could be fixed with super glue, but that was the last staw! I just sat down and bawled.
Poor DH came home from work shortly afterwards, saw the lighthouse, and just poured me a glass of wine and gave me a hug. God love him.
But, I still have the rest of the decorating to do, the rest of the house to clean, shopping to to, presents to wrap, cookies to bake, Christmas dinner to plan (DH "volunteered" us to do Christmas dinner...we just did Thanksgiving!!
I just want to grab the rest of the bottle of wine and curl up under the covers until Jan 2!
Sorry for the long post...I just needed to vent.