This year, my family decided to have a live christmas tree for Xmas. My mother started pouring through the newspaper looking for advertisements for fresh christmas trees and it was decided that we would try out Ikea. The christmas trees from Scandinavia only arrived 2 days ago! On hindsight, some thought should have been put into how long christmas trees last after they have been cut, but we were all so excited and exuberant we brought the christmas tree home before we started thinking, "Does the christmas tree need water?"
Honestly, it was wonderful doing christmas shopping at Ikea. As I grew older, I increased my skepticism generally on the quality of Ikea goods, but still it cannot be denied that it has a wide range of lovely things for its price range. One cannot expect the sky when one is only paying for a cloud.
I haven't had the kid in a candy shop feeling for a long time. Perhaps, after earning money and being relatively more self sufficient, there is not a whole range of things that one cannot afford if one puts one mind to it. But the beauty of being a kid in a candy shop is being overcome by a sense of wonder - that there are rows and rows of beautiful things, and even if you can afford it, you can only pick your favourite few because that is all you need. But, oh the choices!
I had so much fun. I giggled to myself incessantly as I changed my mind again and again over which christmas decorations to get. Mum and I also giggled over the beautiful but unnecessary (in Dad's mind) things we were going to get for the christmas party.
Perhaps, this is a small piece of bite-sized happiness. Just small enough to savour in the mouth, to enjoy that too sweet wonder, to be satisfied that as large and complicated life can be, happiness can still be an apple to bite on.
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