Today's adventure was removing the Christmas Tree. About a week ago, I noticed the needles falling off my tree like rain. Since we heat our house with a pellet stove ( article I wrote back in '08) it is quite dry. I did attempt misting and watering the tree regularly, but the needles didn't want to stay. They all jumped ship... onto my rug. I almost lost my mind trying to clean them up, as illustrated below.
I am woman, I am braless, and I'm wearing all-weather-mocs.
Stu hacked up the tree, wrapped it up and threw it off the back deck in a rain storm. This is his annoyed face.
I made three attempts to sweep my rug. Then I vacuumed. Again and again. Then I lost my mind. Then Stu vacuumed. I nursed my pine needle punctures and itchy skin from contact dermatitis.....Still, the pine needles linger.
Next year? Fake tree. Sorry kids.
But it sure was pretty.
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