The holiday season is upon us once again, and even though it started creeping into the public consciousness the day after Halloween this year, it's baffling to me that December hits this weekend.
Last year was our first holiday in our new house, and I had unrealistic expectations of emulating Martha Stewart. This year, I want to keep it simple. All we need to do is put up the tree.
Some people are appalled by artificial, pre-lit Christmas trees, but they're all I've ever known and, dammit, I like them. We bought ours last year and it's very easy to assemble. In fact, we planned to do it last weekend, after Thanksgiving. I brought the box up from the basement on Saturday and got out the ornaments and garland. But Jen didn't feel like putting up the tree after all, so we waited.
Sunday passed, and Monday. The tree box sat in the living room. Last night (Tuesday), Jen turned to me and said, "You want to do the tree?" I brewed a pot of coffee and ceremoniously placed my one nutcracker on the mantle (I'm trying to start a collection), but 10 minutes later, Jen had changed her mind. She wanted to play a board game instead.
The trouble with having an ADD partner at holiday time is that the tree may very well sit in its box in the living room for a week or more. Holiday cards go out at the last minute and often don't arrive at their destination before Santa Claus. And best of all, once the tree is up, it usually stays there til February.
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