Lights. Cameras. No action

The problem is then what?

What’s to look forward to?

Can you overdose on leisure time? 2020 is certainly putting that to the test. (USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

When decorating is done, what to fill the time normally spent trying to find excuses to avoid:

Unscrambling lights, locating extension cords that aren’t hazardous (Why are only the defective ones easily found..Please tell me we didn’t give the wrong pile to Salvation Army…), maneuvering the ladder out from behind all the stuff it’s hiding behind, not to mention the excitement of performing magic with body and ladder by becoming only a few inches wide in order to sidestep along the narrow space between car and wall, and the inevitable doing a perfect imitation of Griswold frustration trying to find out why the middle string will not stay lit.

Without guests for the Thanksgiving mess dinner, the normal, “Oh, you go ahead. I’ll come out and help when I get the kitchen cleaned up” sounded lame.

Even the weather smirked offered no excuse to stall installation. Sunny and mild. Darn it.

Sleet never shows up when needed.

If the “experts” are right about those who decorate early for the holidays tend to be the happiest, well, then, we are just deliriously-cheerful-beyond-belief little elves here.

All of it done: yard, front door, indoor tree, the piano (Yeah, the piano – like an ancient old maid aunt who’s become part of the scenery. Too old world elegant to junk even if it’s in the way most of the year. Does hold a lovely Christmas display, though. Joanna Gains and Magnolia Market would be proud.)

Now what? After the decorating, the present buying, the wrapping, the shipping…what?

Can’t go any place

Can’t invite people over

(Insert twiddling thumbs here)

But, wait! There’s Christmas sweatshirts and short sleeve T-shirts to locate. I usually find them just before New Years. Could be the start of a new tradition!

Much too warm and humid for those Christmas sweaters here.

Although I can see a huge local market for Christmas rain ponchos – perhaps with matching dog gear. Maybe some umbrellas big enough to lift spirits and competitively race along with eight tiny reindeer.

Cook goodies? Uh, no. If you cook, goodies will be eaten…and how many months can you risk doing that? Still, in honor of the arrival of first actual cold front, breakfast rolls heated the kitchen and breakfast area this morning. Ah, now that’s a warming tradition.(© image)

Oh, don’t worry. I’m easily amused even if the basics are already done.

Jingle on. With anticipation. Magic happens.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.

How about a few possibly useful phrases for the season?

• “I know right from wrong. Wrong is the fun one.”
• “Lying through your teeth does not count as flossing”  Oh, zap. This one got a warning on it ’cause it’s more political/dysfunctional family in theme, not holiday spirited. No, it is not censorship. It’s being kind and considerate.
• “Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.”
• “Guess who got a lot done today? Not me. But Congratulations to someone out there.”
• “I feel like I’m in Season 5 of my life and the writers are just making ridiculous stuff happen to keep things interesting”  (So 2020, right?)

You’re taking notes? Music to my ears. Please take all you want and take them far far away. Christmas music overload arriving. (USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

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