Today, I’m thankful for my Christmas tree. It’s up and decorated and the lights are on and it’s filling my living room with awesomeness. I know, a little early this year. But I didn’t get to decorate last year, so I’m making up for it.
It’s hard for me to describe the amount of joy this tree is bringing me this year. Every time I walk past the living room I have to stop and stare at it.
Last year, we almost didn’t have a tree at all. At the last minute, Jens abducted a small one from the neighbor’s property. We didn’t have a saw and ended up using a kitchen knife to trim the bottom. It still had snow on it when we erected it in the stand. It dropped half its needles within a few days.
This year, the tree is fake, but so much easier to deal with and, honestly, so much prettier. It doesn’t smell as good, but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make in order to have it for 2 months instead of just a couple of weeks.
Honestly, this picture doesn’t do it justice. It’s gorgeous. Just take my word for it.