Christmas Has Thrown Up In My House

I was talking to Steven today about how it's dark out by the time I get home so I haven't gotten my tree and other holiday stuff out of the shed yet. He offered to swing by and bring it all in for me today. After getting a promise to shake the spiders off first, I happily accepted his offer.


What was I thinking?


He pulled everything out of the shed related to the season. The tree (which he did set up for me, very nice), two boxes of wrapping paper, another two of ornaments and decorations, the creepy moving Santa and Mrs. Claus, a milk crate full of lights and a big cardboard box that I'm afraid even to open.


I don't even know where to start...

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