Christmas Dreaming

I started thinking last night about how I want my house to look for Christmas this year and I discovered that I am REALLY in need of a good old-fashioned Christmas.  I want reds and golds and greens, everything warm and cozy and so pretty, lights and garland and candles everywhere, comically exaggerated Santa Claus figurines brightening my smile from every corner.  I have this picture in my head that I know my house will never live up to, but nevertheless, I am going to try my hardest, because I’ve been craving this for the last few years and before now I’ve not tried very hard.  I’ve decided I’m DEFINITELY going to make my own cards and REALLY send them all out this year (so I’m starting on them now, lol).  I want my house CLEAN from top to bottom.  I want all of the half-done jobs in my house FINISHED.  No unpainted exposed drywall or door frames this Christmas!! I’m also going to do the painting I’ve been wanting to do.  I have really big rooms and high ceilings and I think I could definitely get away with some darker colors in them, so I’m going to get the paint out that I picked, a really pretty dark green, and paint my scrapbooking/dining room, because that is the room my tree will be in, where we will do our presents, and I really want it to look pretty.  Sooo, that said, I’m going to let my mind wander to my Christmastime daydreams.  It’s fairly warm here today in Cincy, somewhere around 80 (not sure because I’m stuck at work behind this computer all day).  Because of that, I am loath to step outside, lest I may lose my happy musings of bitterly cold winter days where I can sit inside in my cosy nightgown watching out the window late at night as the soft snowflakes fall gently down to accumulate on every exposed surface, creating a sparkling white Wonderland.  I’ll sit in my living room, turn out the overhead lights and leave my Christmas lights on so there is a beautiful warm glow to the room, and just sit and listen.  It’s the most peaceful place in the world for me: no cars driving by, no loud neighbors, no television, computer or games; just complete silence except for the soft brushing sound of the gently falling snow, and the occasional turning of the page of whichever book I happen to be stuck in at that time.  I can’t imagine how anyone could not appreciate the beauty of such peace and serenity as a quiet world muffled by a crystalline blanket of stunning white fluff.  Oh, I simply cannot  wait!  Alas, I must get back to work and the boring repetition of an ordinary work day…at least I can still daydream…:)