No. This is not an April Fool's joke. This is actually what my living room looked like on Tuesday. Yes, this Tuesday. As in March 30th, Tuesday.
But thank the Lord and Lizzy, who came to visit on Wednesday (Lizzy, not the Lord -- well, I suppose that part's debatable), for giving me the impetus (read: humiliation = motivation) to finally pack up Christmas before the tree spontaneously combusted in a massive explosion of pine needles and glass balls.
And so, like the good recyclers we are, we've moved our little tree out by our fire pit so she can continue to give us warm fuzzies all summer long.
Don't judge. It was a rough year. Christmas makes me happy. Thinking I'll be putting it all back up in July.
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2 comments:
Girl, you are my soul sister. I totally still have a wreath on my front door and I have only recently considered that maybe it's time to take it down.
NOOOOO!!! Stand strong, sister! Only 8 more months to go.
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