It is January 21, and all of our Christmas decorations are still up.
Where is the line drawn that distinguishes faux pas from unacceptable? If we have already crossed that line, I will keep them up outside until the weather is a bit more conducive to getting on a ladder and untying and unclipping the decorations. But there is still this bloody Santa hung prominently on our front face of the house.
Santa has to go.
Red ribbons are still flapping in the breeze.
We had our first real snowfall last Friday. If not for that snow, they would have been down yesterday. We almost turned the lights back on Friday night so we could take pictures.
I am a believer that come January 2nd, Christmas is over and the decorations must come down. But this year, the day after new years we were back to work. And the day after that I got very sick with a bronchial infection. Then the next week, Darlene had a trial procedure done for her back that left her in a state where she was not supposed to bend over or lift her arms above her head.
And then it snowed on Friday.
Faux pas or not, we just have not had the chance.
Laziness? Yes, there is probably an argument there as well. But we try to dismiss it by falling back on our excuses.
So Christmas continues at the Brill house.