The tree went up last night, a little later in the year than normal. I spent a few days out of town (see post below) so the timing wasn't right. Certainly the tree can't go up without me around, right?
My job is to bring it in, make sure it's secure in the stand and put the lights on. I kind of went easy on the lights last year...didn't like it. So this year I had to make a run to the Christmas tree light store for more.
I plugged them in and they all worked...WHEW!
Once my job is complete I sit back and watch...my favorite part. I love to watch the ornaments get unwrapped and listen to the stories being told. There's a story for every one isn't there? Good stories. Stories that cause you to reminisce. It's a good thing.