Oh yes, I had the finest of intentions. I’m referring to my visions of grandeur for this time of year when we first moved into our house nine months ago. I was gonna festoon our mantel with pom pom garlands! I was gonna haul in an enormous Christmas tree and bling it up with vintage ornaments! I was gonna DIY the coolest wreath for our front door! And I was gonna be a shoo-in for Design*Sponge’s Holiday Contest!
Then reality set in.
Somehow the yuletide season sneaked up on me, and before I could say “egg nog,” we’re now two days away from The Big Day. Maybe it was the multiple deadlines at work that happened to converge in December. Maybe it was some personal stuff that sapped me of my initial enthusiasm. Whatever the cause, I had to dramatically scale down my great decorating expectations to reflect a shoestring budget and “aggressive” new timeline.
I’ll let you be the judge of how I fared. Most importantly, I still had fun slapping it together–and delivered the project on time! (Am I a stellar product manager or what?)
Some of you may have noticed that our little Tannenbaum is missing a proper topper. Well, I tried. I really tried. Cheerfully optimistic at the prospect of finding the perfect angel or modern sculptural star, I drove to one store. Then another. Five in total. Guess what? They were sold out everywhere. So bah humbug! The tree goes topless.
P.S. A few weeks ago at Home Depot, I bought a plain wreath and tiny pine trees to adorn our front stoop.
Nothing fancy but decent. Next year, we vow to hang some lights!