Christmas gifts have become true surprises, thanks to on-line shopping.
Remember the days when we would leave the huge, ripped paper bags filled with Christmas toys and gifts in the trunk of our car until everyone went to bed and then we would sneak the gifts into the house to keep them hidden in a closet, or under a bed. At least, we thought they were hidden. But sneaky little elves would search high and low to get a peek of the wonders that would be under the tree.
Now, there is no sneaking. The plain brown box with a big smile is dropped at your front door. Anyone can pick it up because it gives no hint of what is inside. Remember, it is illegal to open someone else’s mail.
There is no need to hide the boxes, but they still need to be stored somewhere.
Therefore, my office becomes Christmas Central.
First, My Desk
My desk has always had a life of its own. It knows how to multiply better than a rabbit. It’s just that my desk multiplies papers, books, notes, folders, lists, Christmas catalogs, patterns for crochet projects, receipts and of course, my Diet Coke cans. The rest of the office usually looks presentable.
In the midst of all this cheery Christmas hustle and bustle and singing–yes I do listen to Christmas carols all month long, my computer caught the flu. I tried to nurture it with love and care and a few cuss words, but I had to luck. TA DA! I bring Number One in to be my knight in shining armour and fix it.
His eyes bulged and his face paled as he stood helpless before my desk. His hands were shaking. “I can’t fix it with all this stuff here.” “Sure you can,” I assured him. I had moved the monitor and was able to fiddle with the cables, just as I thought he would. It’s just that somehow his fingers are magic and he can fix computer issues.
As he sat in my chair, I thought he was going to be physically ill. He sat motionless for a few seconds as he stared at the mish-mash of my life laid out in all its glory. But, it is an organized mess. I know how many papers or folders down that I have to go to find an item. Number One could not stop frowning as if I was asking him to put his hands into a messy toilet.
He survived the ordeal, but he wasn’t able to fix the computer flu. He looked like he had caught the flu as he left my office.
Just in case you are wondering, that is only about a quarter of my desk.
Christmas Central has taken over my office!
I do not have a wide angle lens so you can’t see all the boxes on the right or the left. But believe me, there are more boxes.
Why does Christmas Central look like this? The closet is open because I am searching for various skeins of yarn to create hats, blankets, and scarves for the holiday.
The card table in the middle was used to write on as I did my Christmas cards. I am very old fashioned, and like my mom, I want to send out cards. I do type my yearly letter filled with all the antics of the Ghoniems, but I love signing each card and sometimes writing a little note on them. I love the gel pen and the feel of my the pen as it glides as I swirl out our names. I send out about 200 cards, so these pictured are just what is left after a day-long labor of love, writing.
Either this table or one that is a little longer and higher will be in that same spot while I wrap the gifts. The gift wrap holder is also hiding to the right.
Hidden in the Costco box are gifts that I don’t want people to think are interesting . Under the jacket is something else. (I can’t say what, just in case some is reading this just to find out what they are getting for Christmas.
Those brown boxes keep coming. I am curious about which one has my gifts in it. But, my family is smart, they don’t send the gifts in my name, so it stays out of Christmas Central.
Christmas Central will be cleaned up by January, but I can’t make any guarantees about my desk.