This morning, I had to go up to the attic to find just the right size Christmas tree. I needed the tree big enough to hold forty red hearts.
As I looked around at the twenty artificial trees of different sizes, totes of Christmas decorations, many angels, silk holiday flowers, and oh yes, I cannot forget the mountains of wreaths and bows, I thought, how did this happen? Do you remember when I said totes of Christmas decorations? I should have said seventy-five totes of Christmas decorations.
As I glanced around the rest of the attic, my eyes stopped on a small area of sportsman equipment. It seems like it multiplied from last year but not nearly as much as the Christmas area did. I stood rooted in place, then, I slowly turned to my left and a vision of wreaths decorated so nicely for every season seemed to be waiting for my eyes to set on them. But that sight was much smaller than the Christmas menagerie. All the while, I’m thinking, seriously how did this happen?
Just then I heard my name along with footsteps coming up the stairs. It was my husband. I looked at him and ask, ” Honey, how did this happen?” I remember saying it in my saddest voice. He looked at me and said, ” Well, maybe we have a little Gremlin living in the attic, or maybe we have a four-foot gorgeous woman who just can’t say no to anything Christmas. I must admit that do love of Christmas. I looked at him as he winked at me and went down the stairs. I think I even heard a little laughing. I raised my voice and said, ” You have the gorgeous part right, but I will have you know, I am four- foot eleven and a half inches!”
I found the tree I was looking for and carried it downstairs. Then something caught my eye in the TV room. What’s that I see? Could it be? Yes! An advertisement for a huge Christmas Tree sale!
As I watched my husband drive away to do some errands, I quickly slipped my jacket on and headed out the door.
When I arrived at the store, I could not believe my eyes. Trees of all sizes and colors were sixty-six % off. How could anyone turn down a deal like that? I couldn’t resist. So I bought one, a tall skinny tree with bright lights. It was a real deal. A Gremlin kind of deal.
I made it home before my dear, sweet husband. I quickly took it up to the attic opened the box, took out the three parts, put it together, then placed it among the other trees. I thought to myself, perfect! He won’t give it a second thought! Then I pictured how beautiful it would look in the corner of the foyer. I could see it. It would be festive and inviting!
As I walked down the stairs, I heard the back door open and in walked my handsome, sweet, husband. I smiled at him and gave him the biggest kiss. Then I made a cup of tea. As I sipped, I thought about how I would explain my new beautiful green treasure. Maybe the Gremlin would whisper an idea. I laughed out loud. My husband asked, “What’s so funny?” ” Oh, nothing!” As I imagined the Christmas Gremlin sitting among the forest of trees that lived in my attic.