Christmas and Small Living Rooms

  Today has been a great day. Church was amazing. Geoff and I go to Harvest Muskoka in Bracebridge. Kaj's sermon was on James 1:13-18 and was super powerful, leaving me with lots to think about. (I might post some more later about my thoughts, but don't hold your breath!) I usually enjoy sitting calmly and thinking, typically with a cup of tea, but today we had some errands to run, and one of those errands included picking up a Christmas tree.
  I love Christmas. I love getting together with family, seeing friends I haven't seen in a while, drinking apple cider, seeing all the lights on the pretty houses, and I also really love decorating. This year things are a bit different for us. We're living in a much smaller house than the one we were in last year, which means most of our decorations are packed away. It also means that we thought getting a fake Christmas tree for this year would be a good idea. We needed something smaller and less pine-needly. I really like having a real tree, don't get me wrong. I love the scent and the feel of a real tree much more than the look and non-smell of a fake one. Regardless, off to Zellers we went. (Our Zellers store is open til March!)
  Upon arriving home, we decided to set up the tree to make sure we really liked it outside of the box picture, and to make sure it worked and had the height and circumference we were looking for. Me, getting all excited, asked my poor husband if we could find a spot for it in the living room...
  He's now very tired. We moved our couch to three different spots, as well as the coffee table and our IKEA chair, out of the living room and back again...the lights have been moved, and a few removed to the basement (somewhere I won't go, which meant Geoff had to carry them down). Now our whole living room is in a completely different configuration from when we moved here late August.
  I think (ok, maybe I know) it's a gene passed down to me from my mom, - me enjoying rearranging everything in a room in the house, and not resting til it's done to perfection- something the Burns women do. I remember when I was growing up in my parents house, I think my mom reorganized our living room at least three times a year. It's a gene I enjoy having. It's also a gene I feel bad that I have because I pity my husband for having to put up with it...!
  Anyway. Back to Christmas! Our living room has been rearranged. I established that:) Our tree is now standing prettily in the corner, bare of lights and ornaments. I'm looking forward to putting them on next weekend, if I can make it that long. I'm sitting here content, writing or "blah" ing (I feel this post is blah) onto this page, and I wanted to wish you all a happy evening, whatever you're doing:)