I mean, I didn’t think that anything could beat the weirdness factor after my Nanna Betty made me the “IT” two Christmases in a row. But then I was reminded about that time that I…
Had my Christmas tree up for 3.5 years.
Yes, you read that correctly 3.5 years, continuously, set-up, in the corner of the living room with lights and all the fixins.
Before you go calling me the “Crazy Lady with the Cat and the Christmas Tree” you’re too late.
Seriously, 3.5 years isn’t THAT long.
I mean, what’s 3.5 years in the life of a tree. Assuming they live to be 100 (and some live way longer), that’s like 3.5% of their entire life in my living room. And it it’s an artificial tree (like the one I had), that’s like .035% of its life because I’m pretty sure that plastic lives for around 1,000 years or something. I’ll get back to you on that one.
Besides, she was a beauty, all 6.5 feet of her. I bought 10 strands of double length lights and didn’t scrimp on the tinsel, ornaments or bows. She was fully loaded. Not a pine needle was out of place and the Pier 1 Star on the top really made her stand out. And not because she was the only tree in the
I have to admit that it was a bit weird that my neighbours would come over every few months and we’d sing Christmas carols.
I always thought something was a little off with them.
The funny thing is, since I took the tree down in May 2003, I’ve never put it back up… in my living room.
It’s currently set-up in our school portable. Where it’s been for almost six years.
Okay, that I admit is weird.
Not everyone has a portable (or two) on their property.