As a kid, there was this weird tradition. My parents would get out the boxes of decorations and ornaments and there would be these wooden reindeer body with no antlers or limbs. In fact, I had no idea what they whole thing looked like. Just the body. Later, when my parents moved to a new house, they found the missing pieces. I’m pretty sure they’d been missing for 20ish years!
I think our little family is going to have a repeat!
Traditionally we decorate our tree and house on Black Friday or whenever we get home from traveling. Friday, Mark and I hauled out all the ornaments, decorations, and the box containing the fake tree. We packed up with Fall decorations and started unpacking the Christmas stuff when Mark noticed we have small, major issue.
Our Christmas tree base is missing!
We scoured the house and garage. That silly little tripod is nowhere to be seen! We both remember last year accidentally leaving it out and instead of unpacking the whole box, we put it somewhere “safe.” We’ve also noticed that a few of our favorite ornaments are missing as well.
Now what do we do? Buy a new one? Get a real tree this year?
I should add that our tree was very small compared to the size of our sun room and height of the ceiling. Last year, we decided that eventually we’d get a really nice tree that would fit the room better. Not really knowing how much a fake tree costs we went shopping. Yeah, a nice one totally isn’t in the budget.
Something about a real tree doesn’t sit right with me. Firstly, I’ve heard they are messy and you really have to pay attention to watering them. Atticus loves to play in water so this doesn’t sound like fun. Secondly, it’s a one time thing. There is no reusing it. I’m all about reusing stuff, as you may know. It almost seems like a waste of money.
Yes, I know that fake trees are laced with BPA and VOCs but again, they can be reused for decades… provided you don’t lose parts of it (go us!) We could buy one in our price range that isn’t what we really want but then it would almost be another waste of money because we’d still want a bigger, nicer one.
Ugh. What’s a family to do?