At 8:45 pm, as I was trying to get her to go up the stairs to bed, P said, "But what about the tree? We didn't do the tree."
And in my perfect little world we wouldn't but the tree up until after my oldest's birthday (3 days before Christmas) and it would be down before the youngest's (5 days after Christmas).
Just call me Scrooge. But the endless buildup to Christmas wears me out. By the time Christmas actually arrives, I'm ready to take the tree down as the kids are unwrapping presents. And don't even think about leaving it up past the first of the year.
And it's not just the tree. Everything must be put away before January 1. Not on January 1. BEFORE. I cannot enter a new year with the trappings of the old one still hanging around.
But if she remembers tomorrow, I might just allow The Hubby and the kids to put the tree up. So long as I don't have to help.
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Just wanted to let you know that you aren't the only scrooge. I hate putting up the tree, the lights.. etc. I dread it every year. I love taking it down and putting it away though, lol. And I NEVER EVER have it up past 2 or 3 days after Christmas, nope not me.. it's down ASAP too!
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