Day after day, I have been planning to take down this tree. Somehow, taking it down is never quite as glamorous as putting it up. Day after day, I have resisted the urge, preferring to sew something, or watch television, or contemplate my navel instead. This morning, after arising at a scandalously late hour, I was greeted with this scene. The darling husband had done the dreaded chore without me. I am sure I don't deserve him, but I'm keeping him anyway.
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