Christmas changes

Up until this year I have always kinda been in charge of Christmas at Chez Ragged. I primarily lived alone or the place and stuff were always mine, hence me being in charge.

This year, however, it's a bit of a compromise. I have always been able to decide on where the snowmen sat, how the packages were wrapped, what ornaments went on the tree etc. This year, I have to come up with solutions that meet both of our needs. It's tough for a gal that's used to having her way and has a specific vision of Christmas floating in her little head.

So, it's not going well thus far and I have found myself "sticking to my guns" far too much. I haven't been able to figure out why I am such a stickler about Christmas at our place. However, last night it occurred to me. Silly as it may be, I do have my reasons.

I mentioned how tough Thanksgiving is with my family. Well, add to that several more relatives, higher expectations, presents and more stress and you have Christmas with the Folks.

I have always created a little oasis, a hideaway of sorts at my own place where everything about the season is peaceful and good. It's a place where no one yells, the Christmas lights flicker, presents are tucked (not crushed) beneath the tree and everyone gets along. I guess I am fighting for that peace. Does that make sense? I don't want to compromise my sanctuary. I don't want to shake the foundation that keeps me sane through the holidays.

Wow, that sounds like such a whiney, pathetic thing to say, but it's honest.

I have made myself a promise to come up with solutions that work for both of the residents at Chez Ragged. Wish me luck.

I have a little Christmas tree in my office and I finally decided to put it up even though it's not December 1 yet. I feel like I am cheating November, but I couldn't resist. I shot the photo of a tiny ornament on that tiny tree.