Yesterday was unusually warm, plus we had very few things on our schedule, so the day was just perfect for hanging our outdoor holiday lights. I gathered these varied packages from the attic crawl space and carried them downstairs, thinking my next purchase needs to be a single large storage bin that holds all of these. We have purchased many more holiday lights in recent years, I think perhaps in response to the gloom and doom of the pandemic, and also because we have a little more time on our hands for decorating now that we are both retired. I placed all the bins right next to the front door, and went to fold a load of laundry, promising to join my husband with the outside decorations when this task was done.
A short while later, I stepped outside. Tony was working on the side porch, stringing lights along the banister, and there was a wild web of light strands on the front porch step. Hmm, I thought, where did that little pile of light chaos come from? I'll leave those for him and work with my new favorites, those easy "reel" lights. Last year we purchased some new lights that were packaged on a reel, making it very easy to wrap a shrub in holiday cheer by simply unwinding the container as you work, virtually eliminating tangles and knots in the wires.
Except, now I couldn't find them.
"Tony, where are the new lights we got last year? The ones on the reels?"
"They're right there, on the front steps."
"I don't see any reels here."
"Well I put those away after I took the lights off of them. The lights are right there at your feet - see?"
Talk about flipping a switch.
"Wait -you TOOK THEM OFF THE REELS and MADE A RAT'S NEST FOR ME, so that I might have the THRILL of untangling them!?"
He looked at me patiently and calmly asked, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Well, goodness, I thought the whole point of those strands was their ease! You simply hold them and unwind them onto the tree as you go."
"Oops. Sorry. I didn't know."
the grandkids will be so excited by the lights.
It took a few minutes, but soon I was back in the spirit, with just a few muttering musings crossing my mind - how do we so quickly wind up at cross purposes with one another?
"I'll recheck the attic."
This "fun decorating" was really turning into a very sour time. Where in the world were they hiding?