Today was the big day. Time to put the Xmas tree up or there was not going to be a Xmas tree in the house this year.
Not that I was feeling the Xmas spirit. Far from it. I’m still coughing up furballs, but I knew that I would have one cranky son if I didn’t put up the tree.
I didn’t put up the tree one year. It was a few years back and I was not in the mood for Xmas or any of the time consuming, energy draining activities that went along with it. So I didn’t put up our tree. #1 son was devastated. Not that he lifted a finger to help put up the tree for the last few years…….but how dare I not put up the tree.
Anyone would think that I had personally murdered Rudolf the Red