|"Oh Christmas Tree, please let me be able to lick myself|
When I moved into my new apartment, one of the harsh realities that I encountered was the fact that I needed furniture. Like, a lot of it.
Every place that I had rented up until six months ago was furnished, so I never had a reason to buy things like a bed, couch, or bookshelf. The only piece of furniture I owned was my big screen TV. And I'm pretty sure that doesn't even count.
The biggest purchase I made -- the one that made me really stop and think -- was my kitchen table.
But now that I had a kitchen table, I couldn't help but envision a set of handcuffs that linked one of the legs of the table to my ankle. I now owned all this stuff. And this stuff tied me down, anchored me.
For better or worse.
A similar kitchen-table moment came the other day, when I purchased my very own Christmas tree.
It was something that I was going to put off this year. Like so many other things, I kinda just say, "Tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow I will buy a Christmas tree." And then tomorrow is Christmas Eve and I just shrug my shoulders and say, "Too late now. Maybe next year." Even though I had subconsciously been sabotaging it from the beginning.
Well, Kianwi gave me a reason to buy a Christmas tree. She made some killer Christmas ornaments and gave them away on her blog. As if guided by an angel, her dog, Kodi, sniffed out the hot dog that was residing on my plate.
Knowing that a beautiful ornament was on its way to my house, I went out and bought a tree. Nothing special, just a 4-footer that already has lights. You know, so that I don't have to put lights on it. I'm a big fan of putting myself through as little effort as possible, so I figured that I'd just have to open the box and my tree would instantly be ready.
The instructions were pretty simple: Take tree out of box, slide legs into slots at the base of the tree, insert top section into bottom section, and then step back and take an overall look at the tree.
I stepped back and took an overall look:
And then I realized that I had to actually put effort into it. Or "shape it," as the instructions instructed.
After a bit of "shaping," the tree turned out to be the perfect size, and totally worth it. I hardly feel like it is tying me down.
Here's a video, documenting the first ornament being placed on my first tree:
Please be sure to note the brown bags on the floor, which have been sitting there since I moved in, just begging to be unpacked.
Anyway, as far as Christmas posts are concerned, that's all I got for ya.
Happy Holidays everybody! Enjoy some time with your families, and don't forget the adult beverages. And be safe!