When Do Regular People Take Down Christmas Decorations?

Not to be a total bragger or anything, but it’s January 10th and my house still looks like it did on Christmas Day. As in, the tree and a billion decorations are still up. I mean, I’ve done a little bit – I’m not beyond dumping out the two vases of pine boughs that were shedding needles on the counter faster than I shed hair. I put away a candle, too, but only because it was bothering me where it sat on the sideboard.

The funny-at-first-annoying-on-day-two toilet paper snowman that tells poop jokes is still in the bathroom, lights litter my yard and porch, and the vase of tiny ornaments with candy canes lights up at 4pm and turns off at 10.

When do regular people take down Christmas decorations, anyway?

Is it the Sunday after New Years? Is it New Years Day? There’s probably a “rule” for this the way there is for not wearing white pants until after Easter but meh. I mean, really, who cares? Having my tree up isn’t really hurting anybody right? Except maybe the vacuum, but its feelings don’t count for much around here.

It’s not that I’m lazy lazy. It’s more that my kid didn’t go back to school until Wednesday after a two-and-a-half week break (!!!), I’m trying to keep my hours up at work, and also – primarily maybe – taking down Christmas decorations is depressing.

I mean, for months, it’s been holiday breaks, family gatherings, food and food and food, anticipation, excitement, and twinkly lights. And now – boom. January. Bleh. Plus, after sitting for hours on the computer for work, I just want to curl up with a computer and see whether Netflix’s suggestions about shows I’ll like are accurate. Important research, really.

January. The gym is crowded again, evening comes too early, morning too late, and it feels like bedtime at the same time that feels like dinnertime in the summer. Plus, it’s not like Valentine’s Day offers a bunch of opportunities to say “only 30 days until Valentine’s Day!” because who mostly cares. Plus, the decorations for V-Day are kinda crap.

I mean, I’ll give January a few props. After all, there aren’t many months when it’s two degrees one day, and 58 degrees the next. Not too shabby, really! Plus, we recently enjoyed a day of skiing where nobody ended up in the emergency room. I can’t not acknowledge the awesomeness of that.

But overall, January isn’t known for for being festive. Although it is my friend Julie’s birthday month, and since she’s seven months older than I am, we can make aging jokes and making aging jokes when they’re not about you never stinks. ← Remember when you were a kid and it was cool to be the older one? Enjoy that now, youngsters!

So OMG it’s January. I didn’t really make any “real” resolutions, because not keeping them is just one more way to feel like a lazy loser, but I do hope 2019 is the year I’m more consistent about the gym, outdoor time, and figuring out what I want to do with this blog now that I don’t want to write about what I started it to share. Who knows – maybe 2019 is even the year of going easy on myself for still having the Christmas tree up on January 10.

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This has been a Finish the Sentence Friday post. This week’s prompt is “OMG it’s January…” hosted by yours truly and my friend Kerri from Undiagnosed but Okay.
Kenya has retired from hosting permanently (for now anyway bwahahhaaa), and Kerri has stepped in for “as long as she can stand handle it” or something like that. 😉