Putting me tree up, like
Putting off that horror for a day or two. You spend ages lugging the damn thing to its location bashing into stuff on the way, you put it up, get it straight, sort out those bleeding tangled lights, put on a selections of the way too many decorations you've bought over the years, step back and . . . . . .
. . . . . . it's wonky
And you fix that and then a cat climbs it and . . . . . .
. . . . . . it's wonky again
repeat over and over