You're looking at a photo of the re-purposed cabinet door panel that I turned into Christmas chalkboard wall art and wondering what this seemingly innocent piece of wood has to do with self-realization, aren't you?
Well, I've recently come to the conclusion that I'm a procrastinator. Yep...it's true.... and this door panel helped me come to that realization.
About now, my mom and dad, my sister, and more than a few of my friends are laughing right out loud.
If you live near them, you can probably hear it...even with the windows closed.
Also, more than one of them is thinking
"Wow, she's just now figuring that out?! She was never really good with the obvious.
Well, at least she can cook."
Lately, I've noticed I've been procrastinating more than usual.
I think that it's because I've been dreaming that the Christmas Decorating Fairy (I've named her Phyllis) will show up, waive her magic wand and throw around some fairy dust around my house that will cause a Christmas miracle wherein the stacks of cardboard boxes which are still in every room of my house will transport themselves, in an orderly fashion, into the now finished crawl space in the basement.
Yeah. Right.
In my dream, the stacks of boxes which are currently in the attic of our home (above a set of 1960's pull down stairs that I swear, weighs 300 lbs and nearly decapitates me every time I dare to pull on the piece of chain in the hallway in an attempt to lower them) will appear in the living room and kitchen.
Of course, since this is a dream, only the boxes which contain the handful of items that I'm actually using this year will appear...the others will join their friends in the crawl space until next year.
Yep, that's my dream.....and then I wake up
....sometimes, I'm screaming.
Last year at this time, my decorating was finished because my home was Stop 19 on Jennifer Rizzo's 2012 home tour. I remember it vividly...this time last year, I was wondering what I was going to do for the rest of the season.
This year....not.so.much.
This year, I'm
Of course, I've considered the fact that Phyllis the Christmas Decorating Fairy may already be here. In fact, she could have been here for weeks....trapped behind the boxes in the garage where she likely froze or starved to death.
Poor thing.
Obviously, this means that I'm going to have to do this year's decorating without the benefit of magic. (Not that it did Phyllis much good, anyway.)
I guess that this also means that Betty the Christmas Baking Fairy will probably be a no show this year too.
Given the way my oven is acting, I wouldn't blame her.
