I’ve been tripping over boxes and bins of Christmas lights, blocking the front hall for the past three days. Chris has been busy going back and forth to Walmart, replacing old incandescent lights with LED lights. It’s a 40 K drive to the closest Walmart so you can imagine how “happy” he was when he opened the box of new lights to find that the wrong size set had been put in the box. However, I think it was the perfect excuse for him to do a little Black Friday shopping all on his own and I must admit, he came home with some great stocking stuffers.
So, today was the official outdoor lighting ceremony. It was cold, windy and snowy but Chris was determined to hang those lights. I filled him up with a huge bowl of oatmeal, flax, pears and blueberries so he was good to go for a couple of days.
Me? I was so happy when the front hallway was cleared.
Chris fiddled around on the roof for a long time but finally…
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!…well, sort of.
It took two trips to Walmart and three roof climbing expeditions for Chris to get the lights looking like this. I had to laugh – the left side of the house wasn’t cooperating and somehow, we still had two different color white light strings. Ugh!
I had to remind Chris about the Christmas spirit….thought this little poem might help…NOT!