Our Christmas tree was delivered last night.
I had a moment of panic, unsure whether it would fit through our front door.
With a little maneuvering, it did ….
Have I mentioned I like big, fat, trees?
(Fatness is more important than height to me, but this year our tree is both fat and tall.)
The men who delivered the tree could not have been nicer. I was home alone and they were more than happy to spend a few minutes spinning the tree this way and then that way, until it was absolutely perfect.
Oh, how I love the smell of a fresh Christmas tree in the house!
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