loracs | whiny afternoon

Winter is coming. It rained last week and we have another storm moving in tonight. The days are getting shorter, setting the stage for the coming twinkle of holiday lights. The part of my brain that organizes xmas decorating has roared awake. But this year, even more than last year, the flesh may be too weak to take it on; the back, the knees, the ankle and the fatigue.

I have awoken the last five mornings with decorating strategies on my mind.

Maybe I can get up an extra hour early each day and do a little at a time. Not really practical since I rarely get more than 4 hours of continuous sleep a night now. Less would most likely not translate into more accomplished – probably just more time sitting and staring into space.

I could just put up a few things. I think this might make me more depressed then putting up nothing at all. If you’ve been to our house at xmas time or seen the photos on Flickr

http://www.flickr.com/photos/61898632@N00/sets/1710724/, then you know what “decorating for xmas” means to me.

I could ask for help. This is never easy for me. Last night I finally pushed the king size bed out of the way and got the foot stool out and strained and stretched to change the light bulbs in our bedroom. They’ve been out for over a month. I could have asked for help – even from Guy’s attendant – but I didn’t. It’s a combination of I should be able to do THIS and not wanting to bother people.

So here I sit at work, the Friday before Halloween with my devil ears on and a green LED blinking necklace, trying to figure out if and how I might make it feel like xmas this year.