The Time Came...

To de-Christmas my apartment...which meant the tree had to go. (At 10 pm on Friday night because the fire department was picking them up in the morning.) After the debacle I had putting up my tree, I was pleasantly surprised by how easy it came down. Over time, I came to love my tree and was sad to take it down.  One last photo:

I stripped the ornaments and lights, unscrewed the screws and hoped for the best. Luckily, the tree fell back against the wall so it was still standing and I was able to lift it out of the stand. I dragged the sucker outside leaving a trail of needles in my wake.  I have a guilty conscience and felt bad about leaving a carpet of pine needles from my apartment door to the front door but it was too late to vacuum. What's a girl to do? Break out the broom of course!

I "swept" the hallway carpet until it looked like the evidence had been removed.  But I still have some clean up to do tomorrow when vacuuming hours resume.

Now...what to decorate for next?