The tree is packed up and ready for next year. I dare say the littles have already grown tired of some of their gifts. I seem to recall the same happening in my childhood, back in ancient times. I noticed something about myself that I really hadn’t given any thought to before. Almost every January my furniture is arranged differently than it was before all the holiday craziness and fun. A small table that was in a corner of the living room is now under a window in the dining room and in a spare bedroom the bed is against the wall opposite the closet and the tiny chest of drawers that had plants on it under another bedroom window is a nightstand. I had more than enough furniture and decor before, but now I think I need to buy a hall tree to put by the front door. My husband does not agree.

The problem with all this moving things around is that it exposes the previously hidden dust and the scratches and nicks in the baseboards and the trim around the doors. There will have to be some serious cleaning and painting in my future. Hopefully near future, but winter makes me lazy. For instance, today I woke up late, sipped coffee for a couple hours, did one hour at the gym and a short nap after that. Made dinner as the sun was going down and after putting the kitchen back in order, I am sipping wine and watching reruns on television. When I lay down at the end of yesterday, I told myself the painting would be done today, but then I just didn’t want to. So, I didn’t. My plan now is to make a list of chores according to priority and finish one a week. Seems doable.

New Years resolutions are just a set-up for disappointment, so I stopped doing that to myself a long time ago. But, there are some things I want to do better. Like making time for friends instead of waiting for the “right” time. One of my dearest friends and I have said we need to get together for almost a year but we haven’t. I can fix that. I have to. Other than that, I am not planning on big changes. I like my life and I like myself well enough.