We haven't put up any decorations yet.
I'm enjoy this quiet time of waiting.
The past few years, we've decorated the weekend following Thanksgiving. One holiday bumped against our anniversary then bumped against the next holiday.
And I wondered why I couldn't get excited about Christmas.
I figured out that I missed looking forward to it. With such a cramped schedule, when was I supposed to fit that in?
This year, I'm savoring the anticipation. That's my favorite part of most things. The eager expecting.
I'm starting to feel excited about it. The giddy eagerness I used to have.
Turns out all I need in order to get some Christmas spirit is a little breathing room.