January, my least favorite month. Cold, but no Christmas. The decorations are put away, we've said goodbye to family, and its back to "the grind." Thankfully, for the past few years, "the grind" for me has been staying home with my kid(s). But while I am beyond grateful to be living out my dream job, part of me still longs for the excitement and magic, the twinkling lights, and extra time with my hubby home from work.
Once the suitcases were unpacked, the laundry was clean and put away, and the decorations bins were hauled up to the attic, I set to work dismanteling and art-nooking. We have this art nook next to our fireplace, which has always somewhat baffled me, but I usually keep it filled with a vase and some kind of floral-y branch-y arrangement. Once the greenery and berries were gone, things were looking a little empty.
Umm... sad is the word that comes to mind. Which really doesn't help when you're already suffering from a slight case of the post holiday-blues... so I decided to get a little whimsical (crazy?) and pulled a string of lights back out...
Really, is this crazy? Or fun? I'm kind of wondering why I did not think of this earlier, or why I don't do this every year... not sure how long it will stay up, but its like a little warm happy place now instead of lonely and empty... am I crazy to think of my house in those kinds of terms, haha? I think I may have just learned a lesson in decorating for myself and my family, not anyone else.
And seriously, twinkle lights make messes so much prettier! :)
Do you do anything different to your house after Christmas?