I know...I know...it's tradition to wait until after Thanksgiving to bedazzle your home and Christmasize your surroundings. I could have waited just a few more days but when I was stuck inside the house on a foggy?? awful November weekend it seemed like a great idea to drag a bunch of bling into our already cluttered and messy house.
As I began to open boxes, searching for the decor that was displaced and never replaced during our basement remodel, Oliver dove in head first. He will MAJOR in "Breakable Things" in college some day.
While playing 1:1 defense against the beast, Axel was searching and searching for something up in the kitchen.
Just as we were knee deep in tinsel I remembered the tree! We had found a "tree for free" roadside last summer...never opened the box and stuck it in the shed rafters. Because I can't stick with one task until it's finished I decided that I should leave the mess I was standing in and head to the shed to see if the box actually did contain a tree and not a dead body...we never did look inside.
Standing atop the ladder (yes...the very top because I had to lean over the lawn swing) I thought I could simply slide the box down a bit, climb down the ladder and lower it the rest of the way to the floor. Five seconds into that brilliant plan and my calculations proved to be completely off (thank you new glasses) and the box plummeted the remaining 9 feet with zero resistance. It hit the ground like...well...like a christmas tree falling from the ceiling.
I dollied it into the porch and finally got a visual on what Axel had been doing...making a list...for me...of things I needed to do.
In a new fangled "Christmas Font" - Axel detailed what needed to happen for Christmas to come to our house.
Seems pretty simple. In the basement another crash and I grab the vacuum before even heading down.
Happy Christmasizing. Make sure a qualified list-maker keeps you on track.
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