It's Over

I never like this bit. Taking down all the decorations. Oh I smile, I play music loudly, I sing, I dance a bit, I make out it's OK, but in reality I hate it. I just love being surrounded by Christmas lights and other things. I have remembered to get the snowman from the garden (I am also infinitely grateful that I didn't put lights up outside this year because we went away, taking them down in the pouring rain would not have improved the enjoyment factor). Suddenly it is all back to normal, and I don't like normal, I prefer eccentric and brash. But it all gets reduced to this: