What do you say we skip January? Think about it. It's a nothing of a month in a year, whose story is yet to be told, the days drag on and the weather's usually horrible.
At any rate, this is when I put away all of my Christmas decorations. Nothing in life gets me down quite like packing up Christmas.
In the days leading up to Jan. 7, I neurotically took inventory of what needed to go. You see at my house, there's always a whole bunch more Christmas than the tree — way more.
There's Christmas upstairs and Christmas downstairs,
Christmas on doors and Christmas in windows.
There's Christmas all over, including on "Rover."
Christmas in the dining room, family room and bath.
There's so much Christmas, you're bound to laugh.
The mantel gets decorated and window seats, too.
There's Christmas on the front gate,
Back gate and porch, toot-a-loo.
All of the stockings and trimmings came out of hiding.
There's Christmas 'round the yard, on lights and siding,
Even on sleds, which aren't really sliding.
Everywhere there's a shimmering Christmassy gleam.
Taking it all down makes me feel really mean.
By this time in January, my house usually is the last one still blinking and flashing, inside and out. Deep down, I wish that whimsical jolly feeling could last year-round. Besides, I loathe the thought of all the work of un-decorating.
As I remove the first ornament, I could use musical accompaniment like"Un-Deck the Halls with Boxes and Bags," "I'm Dreaming of a Warm February," "The Twelve Days of March" and "All I Want for Saint Patrick's Day is the Luck of the Irish."
Oh, for Pete's sake, I need to get over and done with all this drama. I'm absolutely exhausted just thinking about packing and lifting endless tubs of decorations, vacuuming glitter and all the other debris left behind.
Let's face it, taking down Christmas is a dirty job, but someone has to do it. Anyway, if I don't, it may not get down for a long time – I mean a really, really long time. And, I don't want to be the only one in the neighborhood with Christmas lights up in July.
It wasn't until I was almost finished taking down Christmas, when my husband, Brian, asked me, "Why are you doing this today?" I didn't have an answer, other than I was compelled to do so.
"Traditionally, Catholics take down their Christmas trees and other decorations the day after Epiphany, which is today," Brian announced.
Here's the problem – I haven't been a practicing Catholic for many, many years, even though I do believe there's a part of me that always will be Catholic. It's either that or I have some kind of weird internal calendar with "take down Christmas" stamped on this day.
Come on, let's skip January all together. We'll run away to the Caribbean and come back when February arrives with all of its flashing red hearts and abounding love.
Think it over.
2012 © Copyright Paula Damon.
A resident of Southeast South Dakota, Paula Bosco Damon is a national award-winning columnist. Her writing has won first-place in competitions of the National Federation of Press Women, South Dakota Press Women and Iowa Press Women. In the 2009, 2010 and 2011 South Dakota Press Women Communications Contests, her columns have earned eight first-place awards. To contact Paula, email boscodamon.paula@gmail, follow her blog at firstname.lastname@example.org and find her on FaceBook.