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Saturday, December 27, 2008

Damn The Torpor, Full-Speed Ahead

Would you believe me if I told you that the bulk of the dishes from yesterday’s Christmas feast are still in the sink?

You would?


The thing is, and I may be wrong here, but I think I may have run out of “cheer”.

What’s happened to me?!

I was cheery when I decorated my house this close to a legitimate white-light-green-boughs-and-red-velvet fixation.

I was cheery during Misfit Thanksgiving, when we had 25-or-so people over for turkey and sweet potatoes and beer and cigarettes.

I was cheery when I shopped for gifts, wracking my fudge-saturated brain for what the people in my life would enjoy.

I was cheery yesterday, when I made manicotti and Chicken Marsala, et cetera, for 10. (And I was very cheery when my mother brought the tiramisu!)

But somewhere between clearing the wrapping paper and collapsing the gift boxes, somewhere around the last of the eggnog and the first of the dirty wine glasses, I lost my Christmas cheer.

In the next week or so, I’ll be tearing it all down. So help me, it all comes down, packed into a number of large hard-rubber containers and dragged down two flights to the basement – which means I need to be cheery again, if only for the four or five hours it’ll take for tear-down and the usual decorations’ reinstatement, if I wanna do it right.

OK. I’m gonna get cheery – for just for a little while longer.

But I’m not going to like it – and you can’t make me!


Skywalker said...

Don't worry. I just finished the last of my Christmas dishes just now and took out the trash after listening to my husband promise that he'll do it last night.

You're tired. Plain and simple

IB said...

I can relate.

Get this: today is my son's birthday, tomorrow that of my best friend and my brother's is the 29th. I'm a loooong way from being done.

What are my plans for new years? I'll be in bed by 6 PM and fast asleep by 6:03


Kavi said...

Good that you are getting back to being 'cheery' even if you dont like it...and even if any cant make you...!

Its good to be cheery ! And when the dishes begin to smell...if it comes to that..well, may you cross the bridge when you come to it.

For now, stay cheery !!!


The Wife O Riley said...

Ahhhh...The Christmas Hangover. So very common. I know that as I sit here right now, I am looking at the plate that held Santa's cookies staring at me right from where he left it. And it will probably be there until I pick it up later tonight.

derfina said...

Awww. Hope it gets better for you. I am fixing to get my REAL Christmas freak on tomorrow. Just think of me and that will put a smile on your face, cuz you KNOW what I'll be doing! And WHO I'll be doing it to. *smirk*

nsiyer said...

Pearl! it seems to me that you have slumped down into a bean bag, and have later realised there is no bean bag.
You really need to cheer as you are doing and spring up.


Anonymous said...

To me...cleaning up Christmas is like when that Cheez Whiz exploded in my microwave. Unbelievably messy, but the sooner you do it, the better. If you don't - you'll need a hammer and chisel instead of a paper towel. Good Luck! :)

Pearl said...

Hi, Skywalker.
Tired is it. And the cure? I'm going to a party tonight. :-)

Hi, IB.
Whoa! That's a lot of cheeriness coming!

Hi, Kavi.
I've started my dishes -- because they DID start to smell! :-) Rather unseemly for a tidy person such as myself!
Shhhhh! Don't tell anyone!

Hi, Wife O Riley!
A Christmas Hangover. Wish I'd said that...

Hi, Derfina.
:-D Someone's got to do it! I'll be thinkin' of ya!!

Hi, Nsiyer,
The bean bag was an illusion, and now I have to roll out of my imaginary bean bag and get back to reality...

Hi, Sweet Cheeks.
Well said. :-)


Not The Rockefellers said...

You need to get some Motown going on the Hi-Fi. Some Marvin Gaye perhaps? Love that stuff!! It never fails to get me up and off my butt and doing whatever it is that I really don't want to be doing.

Know that I am across the way in NH going through the same damn thing.

Keep in mind the days are now getting longer!

Peace - Rene

The Retired One said...

Yup, I get it too. Also, if I hear ONE more Christmas carol at this point, I may have to have more wine. Oh, what the heck....I'll just have the whine/I mean wine anyway!!!
Don't worry, you have a few days to get your mojo back before New Year's Eve!!

SweetPeaSurry said...

Hmmm ... I feel kind of bad now. I didn't decorate at all for Christmas.

Mind you, I am single, and childless and living in a 1 bedroom apartment that no one visits. (which is why I didn't decorate in the first place)

However, I have dishes in my sink, my fridge needs cleaning out, I have to figure out what to do with all the plastic bags that my gifts were brought home in, etc etc.

I'll share some of my cheer with you though, as you seem to need more than I do, and I'll share my wine too. :)

EskimoBob said...

It's Saturday, and you're feeling some pent up frustration. The best way to lawfully let it out, watch the Ultimate Fighters tonight. Yup, see two grown men, locked in a cage, and paid to beat each other to a bloody pulp.

sticky said...

It will get better, promise...I am feeling you tho...it's pretty damned grumpy over here too!

I need a drink...

KMcJoseph said...


Lee said...

I suppose there is not much solace in 'Bah, humbug!'?

Rick said...

It will come around for me again about mid-October 2009.

Braja said...

Cranberry martini. Loud disco music. Cleaning done in half the time. With cheer :)

ugich konitari said...


Put on Simon and Garfunkel's Bridge over troubled waters, and lie down. When you wake up you will have crossed the bridge.....and someone else will have cheerily cleared the dishes, at least in your dream....:-)

June Saville said...

Sympathy Pearl - there are two sides to most things.
You need to move to India and become a neighbour of Suranga's (of Gappa) - she has help in the house.
Or maybe you'd really like to do it all yourself?
June in Oz

Braja said...

Pearl honey, please....if you lie down and listen to Bridge Over Troubled Waters, I'm afraid you may never get up again! ARRRGGGGHHHH!!! No offense Gappa or Ugich (I'm not sure which, if either, is your name).
Honey I have help here. You're welcome any time. No depressing suicidal music. Promise.

Steve said...

Ah post Christmas cheer fatigue... a close relation to the less accepted and far more misunderstood pre Christmas cheer fatigue...