Putting up my Christmas tree made a Scrooge out of me!
Things I learned today:
You (and by you, I'm referring to myself) need TWO people to put up a Christmas tree...especially if you want it to have any semblance of straightness.
I hauled my tree out of the trunk of my car and into my apartment all by myself! And from there it all went bad. I quickly discovered I either A. don't know how to use a hand saw or B. don't have the arm strength to use a hand saw. I mangled the trunk of my tree as I tried to saw off some of the bottom branches so it would fit into the tree stand.
I got it up in the tree stand but it was super wiggly and mostly crooked. So I took it down and started over. On my second try my tree looked like this:
I know right? It was at this point that I had a meltdown like butter atop a baked potato. There was swearing and near tears involved. I almost called my mom. (I had already called my dad once.) I took a breather then gave it one more try.
The tree was up and still tilted but it was going to have to do. Plus...I think the top half of my tree is not in line with the bottom half of my tree. Case in point:
One and a half hours after I began...
It's the best I could do by myself and that will have to be good enough. After all was said and done, I was covered in sap and had to dip my hands in nail polish remover. I couldn't bear the thought of dealing with the tree for one more second so the lights and ornaments will have to wait.
Oh...and yes I screwed a hook into my wall to tie some baker's twine around the trunk of my tree to hold it up straightish and to (hopefully) keep it from falling over...
...that's how I roll.