It's not the gift-giving. That part is mostly covered. (mostly)
It's sort of the dog. We're still getting used to each other.
It's sort of the fridge - after 3 weeks, it's finally coming tonight (almost a week late).
It's mostly the decorating. I never feel like I have the time and money to do what I'd love to do. And as I currently own 5 plastic bins of assorted Christmas tchotchkes, I am under a family ban that prevents me from bringing in any additional decor.
I'm usually a "Make It Work" kind of girl, but this year, I just feel bummed. My ornament-stealing dog is not helping. His first (and hopefully last) victim:
Mary no longer has a little lamb.
I know, I blame myself. The second he gave those ornaments the side-eye, I should have moved them all out of reach. But I gave him the benefit of the doubt, and I shouldn't have. Lesson learned. And now the bottom 2 feet of my tree is decorated with paper snowflakes.
I'm not feeling my fake tree this year. But without a tree stand, why buy a real tree? I still don't have the shelves hung in the dining room, and I am balking at doing anything beyond the tree until they are hung. And I'm reluctant to put out anything from the floor to about 3' up - because of Luke and his teething.
So, the tree is up, and I may just call it a day. No outside lights. No glittery trees. No nativity scene. No wreath on the door. Just..... enough.