Well anyone that knows me well knows that I kinda struggle this time of year. Not a little bit, either.
It is so easy for me to get bogged down and depressed about the whole shebang. Yes, I get a little Charlie Brown and then take a turn at Grumpy Street. It's so hard for me to deal with all the stuff.
I hate clutter. Really, my kids know that smoke will come out of my ears if things are laying around in the family living spaces. I'm cool with the playroom looking like a playroom. I understand that their rooms are their personal spaces and things are out and about there. But the rest of the place is mine. ALL MINE. And my husbands, but you know what I mean.
So my parents want to get my kids a ton of stuff.
My inlaws want to get my kids stuff.
There are aunts and uncles who are very well meaning and very generous, but alas... more stuff.
This is not a new problem, I completely understand that. From what I've been reading and hearing, a lot of moms are in this boat and really dislike the mountains of stuff that finds it's way in the home this time of year.
I also get a little grumpy watching my kids grow increasingly greedy. After opening a bunch of presents they look around and wonder what's next. Hold me.
What do we do? How do I not let the mountains of stuff steal my joy?
Because, I'm going to be honest here, my joy is hanging on by a thread. Obligatory gift giving which results in unwanted items laying around is a complete waste of time, money, and space. And that totally brings me down, man!
Well, I actually don't have a solution here. Other than praying through it that God will change my heart. My attitude will improve, and I will be grateful and joyful. Even after Christmas when I look around at my decimated home and put my children through detox, I still need to have joy.
We are here, we are healthy. We have so very much to be thankful for. We volunteer, we hang out with friends, we go to church. Oodles of reasons to fall down on my face and say "thank you, Lord!"
Every once in a while I will get a new perspective. I think if this "thing" really matters in light of eternity. Is it really worth getting all worked about when I think about the Big Picture? My mom and I had a huge fight because she was over-buying last month. I said "please don't buy that" when we were at a store. She marched right up to the counter and bought two.
Is it worth it?
I do struggle and I don't want to. I want to not care.
What do you do when your joy is being stolen? How do you change a grumpy heart and poor attitude? Pray more, run, exercise, read the Bible, bake lots of bread...? I need help!
Hoping your season is full of joy and togetherness and maybe some cheesecake. Cheesecake is full of joy, right?