Wednesday, January 07, 2015
dismantling our holiday tree. After we took off all the bulbs and lights, Husbandman left the room for a few moments. That's when I, for some reason, got on the floor and started unscrewing the tree from the base. Come to find out, the tree started falling down on top of me as gallons of water that had been sloshing inside the tree stand gushed out in torrents all over our living room. I yelled for help and Husbandman did arrive to ask why I had done what I did. I couldn't really answer because the action was ludicrous which means foolish and ridiculous. There was no reason on God's green earth to unscrew the tree with no one there to help me hold the tree upright. Took quite awhile to get the water and the assorted debris cleaned up and discarded. Since ludicrous was our vocabulary word this week, the kiddos illustrated it with pictures of me stuck under a tree calling for help. Their illustrations are quite good. I'll try to share them soon. But the long and the short of this whole thing is... think it through before you just haul off and do something that makes not a lick of sense. Think it through.