For the last 35 years my best friend (Sara) and her husband (David) have come over to help decorate the Christmas tree. We have cookies along with hot chocolate and Baileys. Real whipped cream.
About 30 years ago, I was a little too vocal about how I like the lights as David was putting them on the tree. He stopped, handed me the remaining lights and “suggested” that I should probably do the lights from then on. He was correct. I like the lights to peek out from the interior of the tree and for at least 20 years I’ve had lights that slowly fade on and off as well.
Covid means no tree trimming party this year, so I was thinking there was no rush to get the lights on the tree. YA thought otherwise and asked me repeatedly when I was going to put the lights up (we got the tree on Friday). She even took the lights out – hence the decorated dog in the photo.
When I eventually relented and started with the tree, she sat on the steps and watched. Then she made a recommendation. Then another. I told her the story of David handing me the lights and telling me to do it myself. She went upstairs and didn’t come down until I was finished.
What job do you just like to do yourself?