I figured the tour would be interesting, and best of all, the proceeds went for local scholarships.
By the way, I learned that it must be more appealing for women to tour through homes because Husband was confused by the concept.
“You mean you just walk around their houses?”
Yes, I replied.
Because it’s fun for nosy, I mean, curious people like me.
The homes were beautiful, and the decorations were exquisite. Almost every room looked like it was lifted from the pages of a magazine. The Christmas trees were styled perfectly with a theme and color-coordinated ornaments. Some homes had fresh greens and gorgeous wreaths. And, of course, each home was immaculately clean.
Towards the end of the tour, I thought of our own home and how our decorations look nothing like those in the homes I saw. Most of our Christmas decorations are hand-me-downs from family members or things that we bought at a discount store.
I almost laughed to myself when I imagined what people might say if they toured around our house (besides, “Why is this house on the tour? I want my money back!”).
“Wow! Look at those dollar-store ornaments! They’re simply divine!”
“My word, is that a genuine plastic wreath? How lovely!”
After the tour, I returned to our house, and I expected that I would feel that our decorations were lacking in comparison.
Instead, when I looked around, I realized how lucky we are.
I saw the snowman that my dad made for us. It’s a one-of-a-kind treasure (that only an avid golfer could create) that you can’t buy from a store.
I saw the Nativity scene that I bought recently with my mom.
Each decoration carries its own special meaning and memories. None of them will qualify us to be in a holiday home tour. But who would want to do all that cleaning anyway?