Yesterday, though I played.
This is my silly tree, one of those full height, pencil slim trees that you figure will just look odd. I bought it on impulse because...well...it fit? Or something like that. In truth, even as I worked getting my storage space up to snuff, I dreamed of feeling Christmas again. I need to feel Christmas again, a big hearty Christmas.
2011 and 2012s Christmas were given over to knee surgeries and I barely had time to get any shopping done, 2013 I barely remember, and 2014, a Christmas of slow reawakening. This year I really want Christmas, my old Christmas feelings, and cookies and Christmas cake, and the music.
My shopping is almost done. It is always best to get that part right out of the way early. And now, in the most meandering way, once the shopping is done, the decorating begins and winds itself through November, so that December can be all about magic.
This slightly goofy looking, skinny tree in my study, brings Christmas here, where I sit most often on long dark days, to keep the magic of my Christmas in my heart.