Must be a clean chicken

The house is eerily empty tonight. Barrett has gone home for Christmas and Gio and Bailey are at the dog motel. It's left me with a lot of time just to think about everything. A friend of mine told me that all I do is think and never really act. I don't take criticism very well, and it kind of made me angry until I realized that I was thinking about how I felt. hahaha. Funny how I was shown the truth.

Anyway, back to me over-thinking things. I have been thinking about Christmas and what it is and what it means, and where it lives, etc. I've also been thinking about why it goes away and comes back again on a yearly basis. Why do we have a box labeled "Xmas stuff" in the attic/basement? If we don't put out a nativity scene, twinkle lights, a tree and some stockings are we atheists? On the flip side, if we leave out the nativity scene all year are we lazy or just thankful for Jesus? After a long debate with myself I've come up with no real answers.
What I've come up with is more questions of course, but also a basic statement that I hope I can remember when questions come up: "stop worrying and go outside". I did that today and saw a lot! I watched a man clean his tires at the top of our hilly street and waited for the water to trail down all the way until it reached my feet, I saw a couple drive up to a house across the street and watched them get the courage to finally go in. There were tiny raindrops on my car and the air smelled like fabric softener and fried chicken. It was amazing. Outside there are a lot of things. Water, bravery, and clean chicken smells. I highly recommend loosing yourself outside- get some things in your head that allow your brain to take a break.