Well that's it for another year. Saturday dawned with no idea of what it was going to be, but I knew it was 12th night and the decorations had to come down. No rush, gently, gently, through the day but Saturday morning decided it wanted to be a snow day. So gently, gently turned into rush, rush. Had to get out and take the lights down outside before it got slippery. It was a lot quicker to take them down than put them up. Boy child had the task of rolling up the lights so that they would be easy to put up next year. Not sure if 11 months away is any motivation for a good job.
Our city has collection sites for recycling Christmas trees. Ours was dropped off on Saturday afternoon as morning and afternoon had had an argument about being a snow day and afternoon won.
The house was carefully checked, not an ornament left out. So what was I surprised to see on Sunday night as I returned home? The reindeer was all forlorn on our doorstep. The wreath had been taken in but no one had remembered the poor reindeer. He shouldn't complain he got an extra day in the light before being relegated to the closet.
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