Until next year.
For the January word of the day, which is 'Christmas tree (as in taken down)'. Not exactly a tree I know, but all that was left after I spent the afternoon wrestling everything back into boxes and bags to pack away.
I always have mixed feelings about Christmas I must admit... I moan and whinge about how commercial it is and how early it seems to start every year, and I'm generally a bit bah humbug about the whole thing, until the tree finally goes up and then I'm like 'It's Chriiiiiistmaaaaaass!!!'.
Every damn year.
If I had my way I'd just festoon the house with fairy lights and skip the tree altogether :P
*Thanks everyone for the comments, fav's & follows, in case I don't get around to responding to each one individually*
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