I did it.
For the first time in my adult, on-my-own life, I bought a real Christmas tree.
I'm glad I didn't cut my own - my neighbor told tales of having to shake mice and squirrels and birds out of hers. I'm not up for that. I've already evicted three (small) spiders that came along with this one ...
But Wenceslas The First is decked out and cheery.
My back hurts from being so flexibly jolly. I hadn't contemplated how much furniture would have to be moved for this. I also hadn't contemplated what it would take to get that tree to sit still in the stand ...
Anyway. Merry Christmas to you and yours. May you have enough peppermint schnapps to survive.
