End of the Season

I haven’t taken my Christmas lights down. They look so nice on the pumpkin.

—Winston Spears

Duff here. At My House, we’re still picking up the remnants of Christmas. Wrapping paper. Ribbons. Gift bags. Christmas cards. You name it, We’re storing things away for the Next Year. And Mom is careful to label the Boxes. This year, She was fumbling around in the Cold, finding Precious Treasures . . . or not. Not living unstuck.

The Plan for Next Year? Total Organization. She will know exactly where Things are, for The Containers are labeled in Bright Red. Every time She opens the Storage Unit, the Holiday will seem to light up and go on and on. Perhaps not a Bad Thing, for it is a Happy Time of the Year. (I’ll let You know how life goes next December.) Living unstuck.

How about You? Are You tidied up from the Season? Or are You like Us, a little behind? I say: Enjoy whatever You do. It’s fun to remember Joy and Happiness and share it in Mid-January. Helps to cut the gloom, You know. By the bye, Mom leaves a string of Lights up Year ‘Round. (Draped over the Easter Bunny, of course.) Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#the-end-of-the-season