Sorry, maybe next week

 

Didn’t get a blog out last Friday as I had too many IV lines and monitors attached to me. I’m home now and hope to post something this coming Friday.

 

Dismantling Christmas

 

 

It wasn’t as bad as the picture above. Nothing fell. Nothing broke. It was just time to put it all away. We always leave it all up until Epiphany, and then slowly put things away. This time, it went faster and smoother than ever before. It was also the longest we’ve ever had the tree and decorations up.

 

This year, we (meaning me) decided to once again go through ALL the Christmas stuff BEFORE Christmas and take what we no longer wanted to Salvation Army for folks to get before Christmas. That meant taking all the boxes down from the attic.

 

So I went through ALL the boxes and managed to get rid of quite a lot of stuff that really didn’t speak to my heart. Everything else was of great sentimental value. One thing I definitely wanted to do was display all my kitty Christmas plates. I already had the non-Christmas plates up and on the wall. I decided to have Marv put those up on the wall over the counter and display the Christmas ones where the others used to be. That way, I could have ALL the plates up and just move them as needed for the season. I decided to then leave the Christmas ones up all this year and then after NEXT Christmas move them above the counter.

 

This was all done around early November. And since all the boxes were already down from the attic, why not get the tree down and just go ahead and decorate it and set up all the other decorations? Especially since Sarah was coming up for Thanksgiving and could see it all. So that’s what we did. And I loved it. I just might make it a tradition to put Christmas up earlier than mid-December.

 

Epiphany was January 6. As it always is. In the past, we would SLOWLY start the process of putting everything away, usually taking several days. This time, since everything had been gone through, I had fewer boxes and decorations to deal with. We (meaning me) got it all done in ONE DAY! I knew where everything fit, and it was the easiest job ever. I was rate chuffed…

 

Happy New Year!

 

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Random Thought:

“Any idiot can face a crisis; it's this day-to-day living that wears you out.” – Anton Chekhov

 

 

A New Year’s Chat With Myrtle

 

 I introduced you all to my muse, Myrtle many years ago. Myrtle is my muse in different fields, mainly art and writing. She’s pretty quiet for the most part. When she thinks I have been idle for too long in those fields she will poke me with a pen or pencil to get the words going, or poke me with a marker, pair of scissors or a glue stick for the art. I know I have been ignoring her for some time and decided to sit down with her for a chat.

 

Lately I have been watching art reels on Facebook and subscribed to art/craft notices from Pinterest. I have saved SO MANY videos from FB and also following most of the artists there. I’ve also saved SO MANY pictures and directions and websites from Pinterest. I did finally pick one design for the Christmas cards I wanted to make and send.

 

I’ve been trying to get into the ATC realm too. Many pictures, reels, websites etc etc etc. I haven’t gotten a large enough supply together to really start trading. I’ve made a few to send to penpals and that’s about it.

 

So…back to Myrtle…She looked me dead in the eye and said: “So. When are you going to get off your fat butt (she didn’t use the word ‘butt’) and get some of this stuff (she didn’t use the word ‘stuff’) organized and actually start on some of these projects?”

 

I hung my head and mumbled “But I still need to get my craft room organized…”

 

After she snorted and almost choked laughing and stubbed out her cigarette (I know, it’s a filthy habit but at least Myrtle stopped drinking) she gently took my hand and whispered:

“If not now, when? If not you, who?”

Then she repeated, a little louder: “If Not Now, When? If Not You, Who? IF NOT NOW, WHEN? IF NOT YOU, WHO??”

 

Then she lit another cigarette and walked out the door. Before she closed the door, she looked back and said: “By the way, you’re welcome for the prompt I gave you for this blog.”

 

Myrtle is not to be trifled with…