In recent years, I've taken whatever was left on the lot on Christmas Eve. Joseph and I have unpacked the first 20 ornaments that our hands touched, and we've called it a day.
If something happened, like the tree got wobbly... Whatever. Pull the kitchen chairs around so that if it fell, the stand didn't tip & dump water everywhere.
Seriously.
(G was busy talking on his phone - er - on his pack of tissues. Funny boy.)
I'm mindful that this may be the best Christmas I ever have. I'm trying to savor as much as possible.
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