Our Christmas tree came down on the second of January. More than two weeks later, I am finally getting the end of the holiday decor boxed up and moved to the basement.
I usually do one big sweep and get it all down there. This year, it has been going down one armload at a time over the course of the past few weeks. I have rather enjoyed this more relaxed version of getting things changed around and now, as always, I am enjoying the perks of seeing my rest-of-the-year decorations again.
Pulling things out, after having them tucked away for a month and a half, makes me feel like they are new all over again. It really helps me to see which things I (still) love and which things I am ready to let go.
To spice things up a bit, I have been pushing myself to look for new homes for those items that are staying.
Our little chalkboard guy has lived on the breakfast bar ledge for two and a half years. After that much time, I almost don't even notice him anymore. I moved him to the dresser, in the entryway, yesterday. Since then, he has caught my attention and made me smile each time I've walked past.
Similarly, my wooden hunk-of-love was shuffled from the entryway dresser to my dresser, in our bedroom. It seemed fitting. :) And, I think he looks nice next to my orange IKEA tree that has long held his place on the dresser. I tried moving the tree around and, indeed, liked him in some other spots around the house. My dresser was lonely without him, though. I think it's something about the blue and orange combination. It makes me happy.
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