Mark your
calendars, folks. As of the first week in July, it’s official. All my Christmas decorations have been put away. They are
now safely stored until ‘tis the season to bring them out again.
Now, please
don’t go jumping to any conclusions here. I’m not some kind of holiday
fanatic. It’s not like ALL my decorations still dangled from doorknobs
or remained ensconced on the end table. In fact, the great majority of them got
picked up and packed away during the official undecorating month of January. But,
there were a stubborn few (about five, I think) that, for some reason, I couldn’t manage to put away until the temperature
hit 90. So, from Christmas until the Fourth of July, these certain ornaments
occupied a prominent spot, right on top of my filing cabinet.
And, don’t
go thinking that these decorations just sat there, either. Oh, no. They proved to be very useful. For instance, the one on top
of the tissue box kept the tissues from getting dusty. The dust collected on
the ornament instead of on the tissues. I hadn’t really planned it that
way, but when serendipity strikes, well, you know. Who am I to mess with that? This same ornament also worked with the tissue box to hold up the Publisher’s
Clearing House certificate, which had written on it the actual winning number that guaranteed me $1,000,000 should that number
actually be drawn and announced on national TV. I needed to have that number
handy in case the prize patrol came knocking at my door.
But, the
Publisher’s Clearing House deadline came and went. The prize patrol never
came (must’ve gotten lost, I guess). The certificate with the winning number
got thrown away. Which left my ornaments with nothing to do but collect dust. If they’re not multi-tasking, they might as well be put away.
Now that
the mission was clear, I needed a plan of action. And, as you well know, these
things take time. Day after day, week after week, I pondered the ornaments sitting
on my filing cabinet, collecting dust. How would I go about putting them away? What would the process be? What would
be the appropriate time to act? The decision-making process started to weigh
me down.
So, one day
in early July, I just did it. I pushed open the sliding door to the closet. I reached up and grabbed the box from the top shelf.
I set the box on the floor and removed the masking tape. I gathered to
ornaments from the filing cabinet. I looked in the box to make sure there would
be room for them. I paused to consider whether any of the ornaments should be
wrapped with tissue paper. Having decided yes, I wrapped the appropriate ornaments
in tissue paper. I put them all in the box.
I replaced the masking tape, put the box back on the top shelf, and closed the sliding door with a resounding BANG!
Whew! Mission accomplished in about two minutes flat. See? Patience and planning do pay off.
(August
2003)