Wishes and horses and on and on

Today’s Holidailies prompt is:  ” Tired of Santa? Create your own iconic magical figure for the holidays.” And since today was another of those too-boring-to-write-about days full of work in the daylight and knitting in the dark, I’m going to play with this one instead.

First, let’s be very clear. I have nothing against Santa (as my yearly letter to Santa on this site will attest). But let’s face it, sometimes the big guy in red and white doesn’t exactly bring us what we were hoping for. Gift-wrapped presents under the tree are nice and all, but how about a Santa-equivalent who comes in and cleans the house while you sleep? I’d take that over a stocking full of candy any day. Or a Garden Gnome, or flies through the night, depositing perfectly calibrated garden plans for the clueless, and gaily wrapped packages of seeds for the more adventerous type.

However, the holiday figure I’d like most of all, these days, is the Organizing Imp. The Organizing Imp and her band of merry pixies fly from house to house, sprinkling problem areas with magic dust and leaving sorted, filed, neatly categorized spaces in their wake (sort of like the Finisher, but a bit more specialized). I cannot tell you how much I would love to have the jolly Organizing Imp come whisking down our chim…oh wait, we have no fireplace…hmm…have the jolly Organizing Imp come sliding down through the exhaust hood and tackle one of my projects. Like, for example, the yarn closet, which was *supposed* to be my closet where I kept all my stash neatly on shelves, safe from cats and other critters, but has mainly been a place where we stash things we don’t otherwise know what to do with, like boxes of CDs or random holiday decorations or the extra table. If the Organizer Elf were to give me the gift of something as simple as being able to walk into the yarn closet without having to *climb* over something, or perch precariously on one foot in order to reach the laceweight drawer that is half-buried behind stuff,  it would truly be a very merry Organizmas

‘Tis the season for Holidailies