While wrapping Christmas presents today I realized I had
made a judgment error of historic proportions – not an error with any lasting
social repercussions, just an error that would wink at me for the duration of my life in this dwelling.
The error in my judgment has humble beginnings in the
cavernous boxstore- Sam’s. So many poor
decisions are born there! Before
entering the store I had wound my mental clock tightly knowing the persistent
tick would remind my feet to keep moving and remind myself of the task at
hand. Raspberries, that’s all I
need- Just several boxes of
raspberries. Then I would charge onto
the next errand at full tilt.
I paused momentarily at the bright shiny aisle promising joy
and happiness. Shelves of ribbon,
tinsel, and scotch tape heralded the approaching holiday. “Just the raspberries….” I reminded myself and
then fell into step with the steady ticking of my mental clock. I hastened to the produce department.
After selecting my berries I had to pass by the Christmas
aisle again, and just as Odysseus allowed the siren’s song to lull him to
shore, I allowed the bright sparkle of holiday glitter to cast its magic. Heeding its call, I put 5 rolls of holiday
cheer in my buggy. That’s 250 yards of
instant holiday cheer and sophistication.
This year’s packages would be magazine-worthy!
The spell held until I cut the plastic barrier away from the
ribbon. The glitter floated to the floor
and dusted the gifts like a powdery snowfall.
Tiny specks embedded themselves in my jeans and attached to my very
spores. The magic of Christmas will
certainly linger now.
Perhaps it’s okay if a few hundred specks escape the jaws of
my vacuum today. Maybe the universe is
trying to remind me to find the magic every day.
I hope you find the magic in the mundane today.- Renee
