Christmas is two days gone and every trace of it is gone. Disappeared into the closets, nooks, attic hide-aways for another year.
Actually, I deconstructed Christmas nearly two weeks ago - on the heels of our annual family gathering.
And why not? My daughter, the sole fruit of my loins, was spending Christmas with her betrothed and his family. Why shouldn't I take down the garland, trees, and lighted village? Believe me, the pack could care less. Just make sure there is a good supply of Dingo treats and Oinkers. That's all they care about.
Christmas 2009 was possibly the most stress-free holiday yours truly has enjoyed in years.
It could be just me, but do you ever feel - after all the presents have been opened and the tree is bare - a sense of gloom? You know, there's such a build up to Christmas that it's pretty much a sure thing that there will be a total let down. I always feel it.
But not this year.
What I feel, with a house devoid of all Christmas trappings, is a sense of freedom and...hope! For the first time in God-knows I look into the New Year with anticipation.
I like this.
I will sooo do this again.
Happy New Year, guys!