If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll know that a week after getting our family Christmas tree, I finally decorated it. Well, sort of.
My parents are hosting Christmas this year and my dad figured the best way for spreading Christmas cheer was not to sing loud for all to hear but to buy a Christmas tree that just about touches the top of our cathedral ceiling.
A 12 foot Christmas tree seems like a good idea, until you have to maneuver it into your house and then tackle the task of making sure it’s perfectly straight.
After finally wresting it into place, no one was in any hurry to go near it again to decorate. So, this weekend, when everyone was working, I figured I’d play Christmas elf and decorate it.
Under strict supervision, of course.
Everything was going well and good (apart from the huge amount of sap that got tangled in my hair, that I’m still having a hard time getting out. Any suggestions?) until I realized the hard way that, even on a stepstool, I can’t make myself 12 feet tall.
So, there’s our Christmas tree. Needless to say it was a good laugh and someone much taller than me finally stepped in to finish it a few days later.
Anyone else ever have this problem? How does your tree look this year?