This is the most different Christmas season for me.... I have been
away and so am really behind with all the preparations and have really
not been too upset by this, which is quite unusual in itself. My old
ways of preparing with all the angst and stress are gone. (maybe not
totally, but different enough for now, perfect actually) This is a
very good thing. I did manage to get my tree up and trimmed, at least
2 weeks later than I usually do. So last night while getting settled
in bed and enjoying the support for my tired body, I heard a funny
noise, crash actually.... the tree had fallen over. Got it back up,
wiped up the water, swept up the broken ornaments and went back to
bed, only to hear another funny noise.....crash.......Yup.... the tree
had fallen over again..... repeated the process and went back to bed.
I really didn't care.... I just went to bed. In the past I probably
would have cried, had a whack of anxiety and stayed up half the night
trying to put the tree perfect again. I looked at it this morning and
it's perfect as is.
Later today as I was telling someone about the tree I laughed, really
laughed about it, then something moved, not sure what, had a few tears
and now.... If it falls again, it's going out the window. :)
Still not sure why the movement after the story about the tree, but
I'll take it and look for the next wave whenever it appears. I'm even
more relaxed now.