I can get quite Grinchy as I put up a dozen trees and all the other Christmas crap…I mean…decor that is to be had in a nursing home. I know that I’m making a nice Christmas for folks who can’t do it for themselves and who may not have another Christmas. At the same time it feels like WAY TO MUCH STUFF FOR WAY TO LONG for a generation that cut down their own tree on Christmas Eve, decorated it, had a nice dinner, exchanged a few home made gifts and put it all away on the 26th. I sometimes wonder who I’m doing it for. Certainly not for me. Yes, for God. Yes, for my family and the seniors I work with but a lot of the time I feel like I am doing it for the department stores.
AND STANDING THERE WITH THE 15TH STRAND OF LIGHTS THAT ARE NOT WORKING MAKES ME GRINCH GREEN!
I will just get through this Friday and some of the prep will slow down and I can start a whirlwind of hopefully fun Christmas events. To help me get through the day I will look at a nicely calming fur soul.
A Limier Briquet Hound painted in 1856.
