It's important to know one's limitations. Accept them and make the most of the situation.
I have decided not to put up a tree this year. There will still be one on my son's side of the house so I can get my tree fix there. I think this is only the second time in my adult life that I haven't had a Christmas tree. My back is so close to being out and there are other things to do.
Plus Siren is relentless. He stalks it, hides under it, climbs it, eats it, licks it, scratches it ...
The first day it's up he plays hard to get. He stares it down. Once he is certain it won't fight back all bets are off.
I have to shake the water spritzer at him continuously just to make him back off. If I want him to stay away for at least 15 minutes I have to spray him with the water and I always feel bad about that.
If I fall asleep there's no telling what I'll awaken to. Last year I found him on top of the tree doing unspeakable things to the angel.
When I go out I have to close the living room door. This causes the aerodynamic flow of our half assed heating duct system to go out of whack. The living room temperature rises while the other rooms cool. A low forms in the hallway and a freakin' Nor'easter develops in the bedroom. It takes hours to stabilize the house and even longer to stabilize me.
It just ain't gonna happen this year. My last nerve already has too much hanging on it.
Since the lights are my favorite part I got a wreath. When it first went on the door Siren sat beneath it and wailed. Some ancient feline ritual? Now comfortable with it he launches himself at it. Remember when Letterman used to wear the Velcro suit and throw himself at the Velcro wall? Like that.
Hope's official holiday photo was released today ...
I'm off to light the wreath.