For the first time in about five years I felt like celebrating Christmas; not much, just a little. I went to Big Lots yesterday and got some inexpensive lights to put around the windows and the steel guard on our deck. We won’t have a tree, of course, but I do like the lights.
When roommie got home I showed the lights to him–the twinkling stars and the computer controlled pulsing, purchased for a very low amount at a store that had very nice people who seemed in a very good mood. I asked roommie if he was interested in helping to hang the lights, but he wasn’t. That’s fair, he’s not into Christmas.
This morning, I put the lights back into their boxes, and stashed them away into a closet.