I have always been somewhat of a perfectionist. And I suppose that Christmas has always been my showcase. Every year I try to out do myself attempting to balance tradition and creativity.
I have never been over-the-top with decorations or gifts. That’s just not my style. But I always have an idea of what I think Christmas should be like and each year I spend a tremendous amount of time and energy trying to surpass my own standards.
This year has been no different…well, except for the fact that nothing is going as planned!
This what my living room looks like right this very moment.
This is not exactly what I had in mind for this year’s Christmas decorations.
I had to let go of perfectionism this Christmas.
The work we had planned to have done on our ceiling earlier this fall was delayed. And delayed. And delayed.
Last week as soon as we bought our Christmas tree and put it in the stand, our contractor called to say he could fit in our repair. We decided to hold off on decorating the tree or putting up any other decorations in the living room until the job was complete–three days at most we were told. We moved all of our decorative objects into the dining room for safety.
Another call. Another delay.
My teenage daughter complains that it doesn’t feel like Christmas without any decorations. I agree.
Finally yesterday work began on fixing the two holes cut in our ceiling when the hot water heater exploded several months ago (that story is for another day). It isn’t a very big job–just sheet rock and painting.
This is what my ceiling looks like now.
I am so excited! I am hopeful that it will be finished in a few days and then we can finally decorate.
But in the meantime I will just have to be satisfied with a carload of Christmas decorations waiting to be unloaded. Where else was I going to put them?