I have been in a slump these last couple of days. I told you I struggle in the wintertime, remember? This past week has been so gloomy and sad outside with all of the fog and drizzle and wind (where did that even come from?). Yuck. All of the things that I hate about this time of year just kind of balled up and got the best of me. The hubs has also been sick with a cold, and he’s been on a rough rotation where he’s on call every couple of days, so he hasn’t been around much. And when he was around– bless his heart– he was just hacking away like a dang walrus. I swear it must be a rite of passage or something because they all do this. They get a cold and act like they have some kind of terminal illness… but that’s a story for another day.
At least that’s how things were going the past few days. NOT ANYMORE. I’m taking a stand. I have decided to be positive today, and with the help of my darling mother, get out of this rut that I’ve been in and out of pretty much since we lost James. My mom came over today and helped me rearrange my entire living room. Anyone that knows me personally knows how much I enjoy rearranging furniture. I used to do it in college when I had a test or project the next day [see? I was practicing real life skills, so maybe that’s why my GPA wasn’t as high as it should’ve been]. Something about moving furniture around just makes me feel like I’m starting over with a clean slate, and it’s exciting for me.
We moved my entire living room around so that it doesn’t even look like the same house. I wish I had taken before and after pictures, but I didn’t. I can take some after pictures one day when it’s sunny enough and once our Christmas tree is up.
Another thing she helped me with was a deep cleansing of my house. It feels wonderful to not have dusty blinds. Our lungs are all thanking her. And we got a new vacuum. This has been on my short list for at least a year, but it’s just something that I kept putting off because, if I’m being honest, I’d rather spend money on clothes for me and the babes. Anyhow, I bit the bullet and just did it. I got this bad boy. It’s no Dyson, but it’s perfect for us right now on our tight budget. It runs like a dream, so far, so I would say I highly recommend it if you’re in the market for a decent new vacuum.
So we’ve got a clean house now, and do you know what that means? It’s time to put up the Christmas tree! We were seriously contemplating foregoing the tree this year after last year’s Christmas tree debacle (read: overfilling the tree stand and forgetting to put a towel underneath), but
Scrooge Matt caved and let me pick out a tree– artificial of course.
We found our beautiful tree at Big Lots, of all places! It was only a little bit more than what a real tree would have cost us, and it’s way cleaner. No way am I about to subject myself to cleaning up after two boys (and the endless trail of crumbs they leave in their wake) and a tree. No sir. Not doing it. One day in my future dream life where my husband is making a doctor’s salary and we have a cleaning lady, but not today. Today we’ll stick with artificial. No water and no needles.
I did grab a darling faux fur tree skirt last year a la Target, so I’m actually very excited to put up our decorations now. Make this place a little more homey. And then I’ll get the Christmas cards done. Baby steps, my loves. Baby steps.
And in case you’re wondering, the Christmas tree in the picture is not my tree– it’s my mom’s. She decided to get all fancy and chic on us and get a gorgeous designer tree with all white lights and matchy-match ornaments. I guess 26 years of peanut manger scenes and glitter-glued paper masterpiece ornaments hand-crafted by her darling children was enough for her. Totally kidding, she definitely deserves her beautiful dream tree. It’s my turn to have the kid-crafted one. I’ll take it because I’m certain it will melt my little mommy heart to see the special little ornaments hanging on my own tree.