Our house looks like a war zone. We're in the post-Christmas recovery period where new toys, games and dolls are allowed to be scattered everywhere as the kids play with them and I figure out where to put them.
What's really bugging me is the packaging that came with this stuff. The cardboard, styrofoam, plastic, and, worst of all, those little killer twist-ties that the toy manufacturers wrap around every loose appendage and part. If I collected all of those, I could make a ball the size of my head just from this Christmas alone. My wife says, "Keep those, we might need them," but I throw them away because the very sight of them makes me crazy. I must've spent at least an hour on Christmas day untwisting things. Then there are all the cardboard boxes, which now fill the back of our van awaiting a trip to the recycling center.
After the New Year's weekend, life gets back to normal. Decorations are put away, lights taken down, all the various holiday doo-dads and knick-knacks go back into hibernation for 11 months. It's always the same for me each year... Come the first of December, I'm so excited to "trim the house" and make it a festive winter wonderland for myself and the kids. But the day after Christmas I'm sick of it... It all looks like clutter to me right now. I want the stockings away from my fireplace, the garland out of my windows, and the $9.95 blow-up snowman off my front lawn! I don't want to drink anymore eggnog, eat candy canes and gingerbread cookies, hear "Jingle Bells" on the radio, or have the UPS man ringing my doorbell every other day.
The Spirit of Christmas has left the building! When's Valentine's Day?!?