The middle of the week finds me slammed at work and at home. I am currently trying to tackle three beta reads, updating and tweaking my finished WIP for submission and settling in for winter and the holidays.
Last night I had to go to the local discount office store. On the way I passed a house that is already decked out for Christmas.
This bothered me. It seems every year we are in such a hurry to get there. The stores put out the decorations earlier and earlier. Next year they will probably be up before Summer ends. Hey, I know, why not just leave them up all year?
Of course I bitched and moaned to the Captain about this later in the evening and he, always the smart one, pointed out that maybe I was looking at this all wrong. Maybe they had put their Christmas decorations up early, not because they were trying to rush it along, but because they were trying to capture the feeling that seems to envelop people during this special time of the year.
Let's face it, right now we could all use a little good cheer.
Now you see why my heart still shimmers for this man after all these years. He is too darn smart for his own good.
And if I hadn't had my own head up, well let's just say somewhere it should have been, I would have seen that particular lining myself. But thank goodness he's around to nudge me back to the straight and narrow when I stray on to bitch lane. What would I do without him?
Who keeps you on the straight and narrow?