I don't even ask a whiney why anymore. Feel sorry for myself, yes. I woke up with a cold sore on my lip. Those who suffer from cold sores know the indignity of the darn things. I suppose if it were only the cold sore alone..... I might muster up the courage to laugh at the train wreck on my face but, remember this post?
The one titled, 'Frankenstein........Your Bride Is Looking For You'. Yeah. It's back. I'm covered. Have been for about a month now trying everything and anything to get rid of it again....... fungus!
So, instead of sitting here in a puddle of tears which I feel like doing, I am going to tell you why The SM is so amazing.
As you can see, it requires three ladders just to decorate the dumb thing. Two nights ago I had Mr. B help me start to string the lights on the tree. Six strands...... twernt near enough. We got maybe half way down and that was only because we did a zig zag effect not bothering to put lights on the back of the tree. More lights! We needed more lights! The SM got in his car and went from store to store to store. No more lights left. WHAT??? Since when are people on the ball and buying out all of the lights this early?
Yesterday I talked Kristen into coming with me on an adventure to find some lights and other Christmasy stuffs. We drove to stores about 40 minutes from our home. Bingo! We found lights. Lots of them. I bought two big reels of lights. We noticed that you could buy lights that were a soft yellow white light or a bright white light. Oh! The bright white light. I'm sure that is what is on the top half of my tree.
I string the new set of lights on the bottom half of our tree, plug them in and........... the top half is soft yellow white lights.......... the bottom half is a glaring white light that is NOT pleasant to the eye. The soft yellow white light looks more like candle light........ Fine! I'm stubborn. I am NOT going out to get more lights. I take the other big strand of lights I'd bought and decide I am just going to cover up the yellow lights up top. I'm not taking them off, I'm just going to string on more and hopefully no one will notice the horrendous light job...... I get Mr. B to help me again and we string the other huge strand of lights on the top of the tree.
Job done I stand back and look at the mess we've created. I hate it. The whole tree, you can't look at it. The white lights are so bright. I'm stubborn. I insist that it looks fine. I am NOT redoing the tree. The SM tells me it won't do. The lights are too bright. NO THEY ARE NOT! I insist they are fine. They are perfect. They are lovely. They brighten up the whole house. Isn't that wonderful? (I hate them........)
I finally admit to The SM that they are awful but I'm not going to redo the lights yet again! It's too much of a pain. The SM climbs the ladders and pulls off all of the lights, goes and returns the lights and buys another big set of lights on a huge reel. Comes home and proceeds to put the lights on the lower half of the tree since they now match the upper half of the tree with the yellow white lights. Plug in the lights!!!
Half of the lights are dead...................... He takes the lights off the tree AGAIN, goes BACK to the store........ buys some more lights............. comes home................ restrings those lights onto the tree..........
My tree now looks perfect and beautiful. All of the lights match. They are a soft candly glow.
You can't see the glow of the lights on the tree though because the glow in my heart for The SM outshines the glow of the tree lights....... Any man who is willing to go through all that hassle for me, so our tree looks perfect, AND love me even when I am covered in fungus and a train wreck on my face......... The man should be exalted at this point.