Like us, our neighbors opted to not put up outside Christmas lights. They aren’t quite as outside-unfestive as we are though, as they have a huge light-up wreath on the front of their house. From dinner time to bedtime their wreath shines a beautiful blue-bright. It’s the sort of pretty that makes Christmas songs instantly pop into one’s head.
I like that kind of pretty.
During the day though, when the sun shines bright, and Christmas lights are (or at least should be) unplugged, our neighbor’s wreath has a fat, ugly cord that stretches from it’s circle, across the siding, and lands near the plug.
Truth be told, it’s kind of tacky looking. (And the very reason my husband can’t seem to get me to agree to mount our television, even though we already have the bracket… but that’s a whole other story.)
I got to thinking about how incredibly human AND society Christmas like that actually is.
We stretch ourselves thin, skip utility bill payments and charge hundreds (if not thousands) of dollars worth of excess stuff- and love how beautiful it looks, shiny and bow-clad under our trimmed evergreens- but in the cold, harsh light of January we begin the year with ugly, tacky guilt.
Is it worth it?
I don’t know. While I really like their wreath in the evening, when the cold light of day brings that cord back into sight- I just want to draw my curtains tight and imagine a lovely landscape on the other side.
Is it too much to ask that we have the gorgeous wreath AND no chord?
No. It’s called batteries and/or running the wires through the wall.
It can be done. It just takes some effort. Some time. Some planning. Maybe some research…
If you think I am bagging the whole “big, elaborate Christmas” thing, I am totally not. Just the whole idea that we have to wear ourselves thin and go into excessive amounts of debt for stuff. I don’t like it. I’ve been there. I have lived the life of shame that the fat ugly cord lives everyday. We’ve done it. Our family does not do that anymore, and honestly the reason was that sick, guilty feeling I felt when the bills rolled in. Christmas may have been fun, but I don’t want to spend most of the next year recovering from a holiday that should be about love, life, family, gratitude and generosity…