We had quite the tree drama this year. After years and years of real trees from the woods I was done with the needles. DONE. Last year Abigail and I were tag teaming sweeping all day long. So in June, just before Zachary was born, I found trees on amazing deals online. I ordered mine and even though it took 6 weeks to get from Georgia to Alaska that wasn't a problem at all.
Come two weeks ago I went to set up this 9' tree we have been storing for 5 months. The pieces won't fit together. We used every tool under the sun. They were manufactured wrong. 2 hours of customer service and we returned our tree to the store in town but our new tree is 5-6 weeks out from arriving. Certainly not in time for Christmas.
The company gave us a free live tree as an apology. Josh carried it into the living room, opened it and 1/2 of the needles fell on the floor. The tree was so dead. You couldn't touch it to put a light or ornament on it without loosing another gallon of needles. No joke, really. We actually collected a couple gallon bags of the needles because they do smell nice, they are just dead.
So in my frustration we put the tree on the deck. Our house now has a small 3 1/2' tree that I have used as the "kids" tree for the past few years. No new or adult ornaments are even being unpacked as our little tree holds the tiniest. Honestly the kids think it is great. They are super happy to have their tree with all the non-breakable ornaments to play with and for this I am thankful. Yet also disappointed!
I went out to remove the tree this week and decided we might as well have a little fun with it. I moved it in front of our window and covered it with lights and red bows. We lost about 7 more gallons of needles doing this but since it is outside that is ok. The outer 3-4 inches of each branch has a color and it masks the dying state of the rest of the tree.
Abigail wandered in the woods and collected moss and she helped to decorate our new bit of Christmas. I love that on these super dark days of winter the tree kicks on at 3pm as the sun is gone and the sky turns black. It shines bright from the outside into our inside and helps keep things cheerful. Plus I don't have to clean up the mess inside. Just a little way we are making lemonade out of our lemon of a tree. Christmas miracles all around.