I’m having a hard time parting with it. I am dragging my feet, “just one more day,” i think, “it’s still got alot of life in it.”
I don’t want to, but I think it’s time: the Christmas tree has to go. There are only so many days out of the year that the garbage company takes them for compost.
In other news, we have had a great New Year so far! Ben and I got to participate in some Austrian traditions (my favorite involved melting lead trinkets over a butane torch and then dumping it into cold water to interpret the fortune for the next year), and then Jack got some stomach bug the following night around midnight (and I am just getting over it myself, although, fortunately, I didn’t soil my sheets x 2, sleeper x2 and sleepsack combo, and teddy bear x 3… I just felt stomach pain).
Pictures to follow.