A couple nights ago I fought against the angry porcupine that is my Christmas tree. It started when I told my tree, “Hey, Tree. I’m gonna take the lights off your branches now, cool?” It was not cool. Two strands of lights and millions of dagger quills in my body, I finished up.
But that was just the beginning. I had to get the freaking thing out of my house. The journey was epic.
But now I feel like I have a solution. How To Dad, our Kiwi cousin, always comes through.
How did you get rid of your tree? And did it involve just lighting stuff on fire?