We finally put up our tree last night, and although it's beautiful when it's done I must confess. I hate doing the tree. Ugh! I hate putting all the branches in and fanning them out so I can have about 5 minutes delusion that there won't be any bare spots. I hate stringing the lights because I'm too cheap to go and buy a prelit one and all the ones I saw which were white were not the same size and hubby says "NO Downgrading!" I hate making sure the wire hooks were replaced with ribbon and all the ornaments are hung right and not below a certain level for breakable/fragile/sentimental ones. I just don't enjoy it. I would rather not have to deal with the anxiety of making sure everything is personal yet perfect and stays that way until the big day. It's shot my nerves for many a Christmas now. I will be a softy and say that I do like taking out my old ornaments. A few years ago my Mom gave me my ornaments so that I could include them on my tree and each year unfolding pictures of me as a baby or that I'd made in Girl Scouts/4-H/school make me a little misty. I did like seeing Kyan's 1st Christmas Ornament and Our First Christmas Ornament (which now needs to be Gorilla Glued because I beheaded the mouse on it. oops.) etc. And I do like the glow of the tree, especially at night, and I'm slowly getting giddy about presents being under it. The
$50 I spent on a Playard fence to put around it so Kyan doesn't go Taz on the decorations was a much needed expense eventhough I made it out like it was for Tree Security anyways. And the ribbon that I cut, tied, and made Jared nail to the wall so if the tree "accidentally" went to fall on our child it wouldn't only budge just a little, yeah... that was my idea too. But all in all... I still dislike Tree decorating. bah humbug.
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