I hate this time of year. The one thing that makes winter tolerable for me -- at least its earliest portion -- are the lights and other decorations of the holidays.
Now it's time for them to all come down.
It's going to look bare and empty at both home and work and I am not looking forward to it.
We had the lights on all day (the tree, prelit garland on the fireplace mantel, and the little gift boxes outside) since this is their last hurrah. I'm not sure when exactly they'll come down (we usually leave things up through Epiphany which is Tuesday).
But whatever day they're gone, it doesn't matter. I'll miss them just the same.