It has been unusually cold here the last few days. This cold snap happened right after it was unusually warm for this time of year. Literally one day after the next. But, you know, that’s Montreal in the winter months. It’s rarely the same weather from year to year.
Even with my perpetually sad moods I have been longing to put up the Christmas decorations this season. I tend to activate all Christmas music in my library in October, but I was late this year and still today, I find myself skipping over the Christmas songs as they come up on shuffle. I WANT to listen to them but for some reason most of them are just making me agitated rather than content. I have them playing in the house on the weekends though as I make cards and stuff. That helps my mood. There’s one US radio station that we get here that plays All Christmas Music ALL the Time and they started this weekend! So now I can switch to that station in the car if I am feeling the urge to jingle along my merry way.
I broke out the Christmas mug yesterday morning when I made my coffee. I am longing for that first snow. I like my first snow falls and I love the snow up until the end of December. This is how I know I’m getting old. I’m ready for the snow and winter to be GONE by mid-January. I used to love snow on my birthday… but not so much anymore.
But I do love me some snow for Christmas. I don’t think I could do Christmas in a non-snowy place. Or then again, maybe I could get used to it in no time. Old. I’m getting OLD.
Between work and my down-in-the-dumps mood, I haven’t been able to do much of anything these days. When I am not working, I’m fretting over school work or going to my fitness class (which helps with the mood stuff) but I just don’t feel like I have any time to just do something fun, for myself and without worrying about everything. So on Friday after work I had Shawn pick me up at the metro and we headed on over to check out the new Michael’s store that opened near us. Everything there is pretty and grossly over-priced but I managed to pick up some new Christmas stickers and card-making things that were happily on discount.
So Saturday was a card-making day. Full of crafting, paper, stickers, and glitter. Always glitter. Always.
(Was supposed to have an outdoor crossfit class that got cancelled so I got in some extra card-making time! We also went to a movie AND I worked out on my own at home. It was a full day!)
ALL OF THE SHINY!!
I have this problem in which I buy all of these pretty stickers and paper that are just SO pretty that I end up having anxiety when I have to use them. I don’t want to use them. They are SO PRETTY! And then I won’t see them again. They are so pretty in front of me that I don’t want to ruin their prettiness by putting them on other things. SO SHINY! @_@ I’m like this with new notebooks, too. They are so pretty and empty, I don’t want to risk losing the magic of it by writing it in. But I will make pretty cards and others will get them and hopefully enjoy the stickers and paper I lovingly shared with them. No one will ever appreciate the pretty as much as I do though. I know it.
I also know this is a totally weird and strange issue to have. But I have it. My gods, I would probably hoard ALL of the SHINY STICKERS if I could. I rocked sticker albums when I was a kid. Maybe I should start that up again because I don’t have enough clutter in the house already.
I’ve got 22 cards made so far. I think this is about half of what I need. I see another weekend of card making in my very near future. I want to get my US and overseas cards out soon. I also need to buy stamps.
Crap. Note to self: SELF! YOU NEED TO BUY STAMPS!
Or at least bring this all to the post office when it’s not crazy-busy and have them stamped there.
Which brings me to the fact that ever since I lost my address book in the fire of 2006, I have never really had a proper place to keep my addresses. I have tried many things and keep misplacing them. Last year I had the brilliant idea of adding peoples’ addresses to my gmail address book but that’s not complete either. So this year I looked up “Christmas Card Lists” online and was not disappointed. I printed some out and voila!
I’ll eventually get a notebook or something to put this stuff in, but this way I have all of my countries sorted and names written down and I can make sure I am not missing anyone! Woot! I have begun verifying addresses with people that might have moved in the last year to make sure I have the most recent one (which created the brilliant idea to add a NOTE in my gmail contacts with “current address as of XX date”! Go, me!) I have sorted these not only by country, but by which lists get mailed and which are handed cards in person. Who am I? Crazy organized this year.
I even wrote all the addresses down in alternating red and green. I’m a freakin’ festive machine, yo!
I don’t have the money to send out cards to many people this year. Only my regular mailings are going out. Not only are cards and crafting stuff expensive – so is postage! Not many people do cards anymore, but they mean something to me, so I still do. And honestly, making them all myself is oddly cathartic to me. I enjoy it and I like to think that people enjoy receiving cards that had a little time and effort put into them. Yes, these things get recycled at the end of the season, but I don’t know. There’s joy in a hand-made card. At least to me there is.
I have slowly begun adding Christmas whimsy to the house. I have taken out all of the boxes from the closet in the basement and started to pull things out. The Christmas fleece blankets are now on the couch. I have one little decoration on the cedar chest, in front of the TV (mostly because I am not certain how to decorate that space this year since it’s not just an open one and actually has a TV and DVD player on it… hmmm). I have cleaned the house (with the help of Shawn) and just have the piano left to de-clutter and dust so the regular decorations can go up there next weekend.
I brought Christmas to the outside of the house. It’s always been my dream to have outdoor lights, but that’s sort of a lot of effort and we’re just not that handy. Maybe our next house. For now I’ll be happy with my wreath. I put this out today because we are supposed to get snow this week – a lot of it – and I didn’t feel like having it blow in the house when I put this up. Although it’s aout -16C and extremely windy so it might just blow away.
I feel like this year is a weird combination of Faking the Joy (coined by Monkey many years ago) and actually feeling the joy. I want to feel it. I sort of do. It’s just something I really have to grab the edge of and hold on for dear life. The decorations, glitter, card-making and music are helping. The snow fall (although a massive mess for the daily commute) will add a bit of brightness to the grey and dead vegetation out there. I am hoping that will help a little, too. (Well, ignoring the commuting mess.) And next week the blog design will change, too! (Thank you December, for starting on a weekend so I can get this done at the right time!)
Bring on the festive, Christmas cheer! I’m ready!