I’m all confused in my days. Hayley had a day off on both Thursday and Friday so it kind of feels like Sunday, or Saturday at the very least. I’m certainly not complaining; four days of not having to get up before the sun has fully risen is just fine with me.
I spent my Friday evening trying to get into the holiday spirit just a bit. See, we can’t put up and decorate the tree until next Saturday because I use an activity-based Advent calendar and decorating the tree is one of our family activities. I’ll probably do that on Friday or Saturday. However, all the neighbors have slowly been setting out their lights and whatnot and I was getting antsy, what with seeing decorated trees through everyone’s window and all.
I decided to hang the Advent calendar on our entertainment unit, put the wreath on our front door, and since we’re getting a pre-lit tree from a friend I decided I’d put our usual lights up in the windows.
Ha. HAHAHA.
I quickly remembered that the fastest way to kill all of my Christmas spirit is to hand me Christmas lights. I hate lights. I mean, I love the way they look and they make me happy – plus I am a photo nut so God knows I love the bokeh that comes with the holiday lights. But putting them UP? Oh my hell. I curse and swear and feel very un-Christmasy to say the least. Thank goodness I at least won’t have to bother with stringing the lights up around a tree because that usually takes at least two tries, many deep breaths, and a glass of wine after the fact.
I calmed myself down by putting the kids to bed and watching Angelina Jolie kick some serious ass in one of my favorite movies that she ever starred in
How was YOUR Friday?
