There is nothing more exhilarating this time of the year than tearing down all the happy, joy, peace, noel, ho ho ho! crap, stuffing it back into it's box/tote/bag and throwing in the the darkest, deepest part of the attic for the next 11 months. The toy room is a disaster with new toys, old toys random boxes and parts of Things. My 8' tall, 6' round tree taking up a significant portion of Free Space.
There is a mountain of boxes and totes that are empty, waiting to be refilled and banished to the attic. It was more work putting them away and getting them back out in 3 weeks than just leaving them out and walking around. And they made great play for the kids nerf gun wars.
I finally dished out the last of the Christmas cookies which occupied my valuable counter top real estate for weeks to my co-workers (who were very grateful and gobbled them up in minutes). Suckers.
I normally leave all of it up until after Scratchy's birthday, but I just don't see it happening this year.
I am ready to have my house back.
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