I didn’t want to put up a tree this year. I didn’t last year and it was great. I have come to despise seasonal decorating. I just don’t like pulling things out, putting them up , and then putting them away and hauling it all back up to the attic. This all culminates with the tree. So much work. Not to mention my white tree turned brown in the attic so it will have to find it’s way to the curb.
They are so pretty, though. So I thought I would put up a little three foot white tree on my kitchen table. I brought out one tub of decorations and set it up. Now I hate it and it is giving me an anxiety attack. Maybe its just the ornaments on it- red, aqua, pink, and light green. Ornaments don’t really hold any meaning for me. I don’t look at them and think “Oh, that one is from when we bought our first house!” or ”That when is from when you got your jeep stuck on the snow bank at the mall parking lot because there were no other parking spots left! LOL!”. I hold these memories in my heart and they don’t need to be cast in resin for me to recall them. I guess I’m just not that sentimental about those kinds of things and that’s probably why Scott and I have been together this long (14 years this month!) but I’ll save the marriage advise for another day. Because of this lack of attachment to my decorations I used to switch things up. One year my ornaments were all gold and brown, the next year it was a classic combo with silver, red, and green. The past few years my decorations have been very sweet, literally, with cupcakes and candy and cookies. That’s not where I am this year and I think that’s what is making me anxious.
Maybe I’m feeling this way because my house isn’t where I would like it to be, style wise. I’ve had a very hard time honing in on what I like. I’m drawn to an eclectic vintage modern feel, if that makes any sense, but I also like the feel of and old stone house dressed all in white with bits of color here and there. Sort of a Scandinavian look. Then again, a vintage apothecary science lab would be awesome. I think I just need more than one house to suit my different moods! I know I’ll slowly get to a comfortable place that I’m happy with because I really like my little house, it just isn’t put together well. Maybe someday I’ll drag everything out onto the lawn and start from scratch. Use what I absolutely love and edit with a ruthless eye. For now I’ll just put up lots of twinkle lights to distract me. Ah, shiny.
I don’t like dealing with the tree either, particularly the ornaments. We have about a million and they’re all sort of random ugly objects that people bought us on their vacations to remind us of their vacations. Because, who doesn’t love thinking about other peoples’ vacations during the holidays?
So I put on the twinkly little white lights and leave the boxes of ornaments in the attic, hoping the rest of the family will be too lazy to go up and find them. Often it works and it’s beautiful.
HO HO HO!!!!
hi -a sweets.
we haven’t put up a tree in a few years either. it is tiring and makes me enjoy seeing other’s trees in the windows of their homes that much more.
your post speaks to my heart. and if it makes you feel any better at all, i am the same way…i like too many different styles and its hard to really decide what i want to be a permanant fixture in my home that respresents who i am as well as my hubbie. are walls are blank and we have the minimilist look down so well that 1 neighbor asked if we were moving, and another neighbor asked if we were dancers b/c our livingroom was so bare.
try not to feel too anxious about things, it will fall in to place over time. have fun “weeding out” the stuff you can move on from. it will make room for new fun stuff!!!