To tree or not to tree...

To tree or not to tree...

Such a promising little tree for a mere $41.99.
Such a promising little tree for a mere $41.99.

I told the manager I would try for a live one at Lowes but might be back. Lowes didn't even offer a tent cemetery for its trees. All evidence that the company had once sold live ones was gone; the gorgeous artificial trees inside were lovely, but the prices weren't. I tried Walmart -- and found live trees all bundled up and ready to take. I was too afraid to purchase a tree, sight unseen, plus I knew I couldn't handle tying it to my van roof. Risk and risky effort weren't worth it. I went back to Walgreens, definitely feeling uncertain, but the manager assured me I could return it if my husband disliked it. Still feeling uncommitted, I headed home, where my 17-year-old son greeted me. As soon as he saw the artificial tree, he asked if he could put it together. I suddenly felt more committed. Artificial tree purchased for the price of a live one -- and I won't have to go back after Christmas to buy one on sale. Score!

A little fluffing and some additional lights might make this a jolly little tree.
A little fluffing and some additional lights might make this a jolly little tree.

It's not a perfect tree, but it's not quite a Charlie Brown Christmas tree, either. If my dear husband has no objections, I will add additional lights and ornaments, despite my son's "Do we have to put ornaments on it?"

My lack of enthusiasm for the holiday has apparently caught on. Where is Santa when you need him?

<Two and a half more hours later>

My husband arrived home and scoffed at the "bush." I remembered why I initially refused to go without him; now I clearly remember. He actually offered it to my daughter, who was visiting, and rolled his eyes at one point. Of course, he thinks he's just kidding... he's really finding himself a job tree hunting in the future.

<Two and a half more hours later>

My 22-year-old arrived, laundry and a package of Taco Bell in hand (for himself). When I told him I'd gotten a tree today, he came and looked, and then he said.

"I thought you'd never move those sunflowers."

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