old me, out of shape
laid low by this holiday
undecorating
hips aching, joints creak
too much reaching and bending
Advil take my pain
finally finished
celebrate with Shiner Bock
crap! one Santa left
I went above and beyond the call of duty today. As a perennial underachiever I don’t say that lightly. Not only did I take down all of my Christmas decorations, but I also organized them, and designated certain pieces for Goodwill and others for the trash.
I’ve been threatening to do so for the past ten or twelve years, but always managed to talk myself out of it just in time. Now I know why I put off this task for so long. It took me all day and now I hurt everywhere. Apparently I’m not in good enough shape to put away Christmas decorations. That might be the saddest sentence I’ve ever typed.
Sounds like a great idea for a New Year’s resolution: I resolve to pay someone to do this next year.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Love your haiku, especially the second one. It’s always sad putting the decorations away, but it has to be done. I’m guessing from your last haiku, though, that one of your Santas didn’t want to go and tried to escape detection. He almost made it too. Suddenly, I think of Paul McQueen in The Great Escape.
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The little fart! I’d just congratulated myself on organizing the entire lot and opened a cold Shiner Bock to celebrate when what to my tired eyes should appear, but one last Santa. I might’ve cursed.
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Sounds like he almost got away with it. 🙂
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For the first time this year, we have not had our granddaughter’s assistance. You have her over there
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If I’d known she was here I’d have let her help!
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