I’m not linking back to the old posts1, but Christmas and Thanksgiving and everything between Halloween and January 2nd is eh to me. It’s “eh” because everything is so chaotic and insane and rambunctious and… these are all kind of the same things to me, so I’m gonna stop there. /antlers
Call me a Grinch, but decorating for holidays is so tedious and, sometimes, plain mundane. Taking a tree out of a box to decorate and light up and display ‘just for the fun of it’ is so meh and eh and expected by society that, if you celebrate Christmas and don’t put up a tree you’re considered weird and Grinch-like. Maybe it’s for the fun, maybe it’s just for decor — like picture frames and wall decorations on Sims 3 for Sims’ houses, to add a moodlet to our current situation that contributes to raising our moods. Maybe. Who knows?2
I’ve helped decorate trees, listening to Christmas music and drinking hot cocoa between hanging candy canes and ornaments.
I’ve watched Christmas movie after Christmas movie with family to the point that, when a new one comes on on Hallmark these days, I feel obligated to listen to what someone says about it and pretend to be interested.
And I’ve contributed to decorating gingerbread houses, being told there’s a right way and a wrong way and being unable to eat the house afterward because “it’s for decoration and fun” or because “you don’t need to eat it” or because I had a friend whose mom felt she [the friend] didn’t need it3.
It just becomes so routine and annoying and like the ‘same ole-same ole’ things. The tree goes up, then the tree goes down. And it’s not easy to get a tree back into that box.
I find it pointless.
Yet, this year I contributed to the tedious and mundane traditions of Christmas.
Grandmama had a small Christmas tree and let me put it up in my room. I wasn’t going to at first because of the chores it came with: taking it out of the box, setting up, decorating and putting away. Oh — and lighting it. You know, plugging it in. And unplugging it at night, if you’re paranoid about it catching fire. Or if you just don’t want it on at night. Or at a certain time. And what would a tree be without tinsel? Those strings of plastic or paper or whatever they actually are, falling from the tree due to the wind caused by the fan or just a person walking by.
In case you’re wondering, I decided to put up the tree in my room to see if I could change my feelings about it. Thus far, they have not yet changed. I even left it up without decorations for a week or two to see if I liked it better that way but, since Grandmama kept commenting on it, I added decorations just to get the talk off the tree. I only decorated it on the 17th. /christmastree
And, if you’re thinking that’s all I’ve contradicted myself with, you should probably come back after I make the gingerbread house. 😡 /gingerbread