I must be coming back down from being manic. Bah Humbug. I'm crawling back into bed until spring. I'm even sick of eggnog and I down that stuff by the gallons come this time of year. I hurt my back on Friday and so much for trying to make the perfect tree skirt.
My tree has been decimated by a cat. I can't put lights up around my windows because my back hurts and I don't need a fried cat because he tried to eat the lights.
I have two bins full of Christmas crap that I don't even want to mess with downstairs.
My house is being overrun with Blu-rays in bins and yes, behind the tree there are Blu-rays in shelves. Hardback comic books are the next thing to take over.
And yes, that's the front door to the right.
I no longer have a house. It's a storage unit with a bent tree and furniture. See you in the Spring.