It Was Christmas

Brrr...It's cold, even this far south. Twenty-six degrees Fahrenheit, and I choose this morning to take the empty cardboard boxes out to the dumpster. I am down to four now. And I realized that until I'm ready to buy a full-size bed frame and mattress and a dresser for the room they are in, there is no rush to unpack them. Even they are mostly unpacked. I am down to the minutiae. Most of it I am unsure why I even packed it. Most of it will be tossed after I have gone through it to make sure there isn't something left that I want to keep or need to keep. 

Christmas came and went, even though I was mostly unprepared for it until the last minute. But it was a nice Christmas this year. Tim and Jack came over on Christmas Eve for snacks and to open presents. I saved the presents that Mollie and Chris sent for Christmas morning. I thought that I would feel sad if I didn't have something to open then, but I really think I would have been fine opening them anytime. Christmas day was spent with Emily and her family. It was a nice time, but I was happy when I got back home. 

The apartment is coming together. It still feels a bit empty and stiff, It's not that cozy feeling that as a child I called "homey home" but have now embraced as the idea of hygge. Getting my things out has helped, but the apartment is a lot more space than I have had in eleven years. And in those years, I have pared down to practically nothing three times. 

 

There are still things that I am missing. The furniture for one of the bedrooms that I mentioned is most of it. But I am looking for a dining table on FB Marketplace and the local swap sites. I haven't started looking in the thrift shops yet. Tim tells me that the thrift shops aren't all that great here. I will take a look around If I can't find anything acceptable soon. But again, there really is no hurry. I'm hoping to be rewarded for my patience. Who knows, maybe the republicans will throw some money at us hoping to buy our votes in November. It could happen. Mostly, I am looking for chairs. The patio furniture helps with seating, but it just doesn't have the feel that I want to live with. I am torn between a mid-century modern reading chair and something I have come across called a lazy chair. Both are light weight and easy to move around as I desire. But the lazy chair can be taken apart and washed in the washer. That has an enormous appeal to me right now. I actually need three chairs, one for the living room and one for each of the bedrooms. So, I might just get one of each and decide which needs to go where. That is how I have been making my decisions. I place things around and rearrange them until it tells me it is where it needs to be. It's working better than anything else.

So now it's New Years Eve. I have no plans for tonight except to finish off the treats from Christmas and read The Hobbit. As unexciting as that sounds, it is actually a grand site better than last year. I was very sick on a train heading for Seattle. If anything has taught me that life changes on a dime, it's been this past year. I don't want to make any prediction about what the new year will hold. And I don't want to place any expectations on it either. So, I won't be making any resolutions to change my life. My life does that well enough on it's own. But I hope to find the furniture that I am looking for and maybe find a community in this town. And maybe I will finish the afghan that I started, 

I wish you the best in the New Year.