Tree

We've trimmed the tree!

But before that came all the other traditions...

We picked out the tree...

I paid for the tree...

I brought home the tree...

I attempted to fit our stand to the tree...

I assembled various blunt tools before the tree...

I hacked bits off the ridiculously think trunk of the needle retentive type tree...

I again attempted to fit the stand on the tree...

I swore at the tree...

I hacked more from the tree...

I finally affixed the stand to the tree...

I stepped back from the tree...

I found myself leaning to one side mirroring the angle of the tree...

I threatened the tree...

I removed the stand from the tree...

I performed more surgery on the tree...

I put the the stand once more on the tree...

I said a silent prayer before stepping back again from the tree...

I saw all was well with the tree...

I wrestled for ten minutes with the plastic mesh that encased the tree...

I spent a further ten minutes removing the dead leaves and other forest detritus from within the recesses of the tree...

I attached weighty objects (such as books, shoes, pets, etc.) to pull down the branches of the tree...

I retrieved from the far corner of the attic the decorations for the tree...

I untangled the lights for the tree...

I openly wept tears of thanks that the lights worked beneath the now bowing branches of the tree...

I removed all tools, sawdust, bits of trunck, weights and pets from vicinity of the tree...

I called the family to the tree...

I shifted 'a little to the left' the tree...

I shifted 'back to where it was before' the tree...

I rotated it 90 degrees to show the better branches of the tree...

I vetoed the idea of finding another location within the house for the tree...

We all said how prefect was the tree...

I whispered "I wont say anything if you don't" to the tree...

We trimmed the tree...

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