O Christmas Tree.
January can be such a dismal time of year. Sure, we convince ourselves on the renewal of self, that this year is anew and that our old behaviors will change. Sure we are fresh on our diets, new spending habits, new, more strict routines. We are probably at our most ideal intent at this time of year because the wear of the year and old behaviors resurfacing has not yet affected our score card. The Christmas Tree is now nothing but an inconvenient paperweight that has to be dealt with. It stands there in the corner of the living room, once prominently displayed, perfectly decorated, and in our house protected by two parents from the 2ft and lower range of a child. When the tree was adorned, we did so with pride. We anticipated the day when it was appropriate in our household to display out artificially, green representation of outdoor foliage, indoors. For those with the real trees your has not been up as long, but the scenario is still the same. The ornaments delicately placed the ...