feeling listless

Lunchtime I'm currently being dwarfed by a nine foot high Christmas tree. It's leaning, still wrapped, next to the internet machine I'm using at the library close to work. It would be terribly sinister were it not for the wafting aroma of pine. Suddenly it really does feel like Christmas is four seeks away. On my way here, as the rain lashed down I stood momentarily outside a house -- through the net curtains they had already put up their tree and decorations and the lights were dimmed; it looked like a warmest place in the world. I think I'm going to go home tonight and put up our advent calender. It plays a different tune as each window is opened. I can't wait to here it's rendition of 'Away in a Manger'.