As long as we've been married, the spouser grumps and grumbles through the holiday season, not helping with decorating (except to put up his outdoors lights), hating shopping for presents, etc. He loves his holiday movies and cookies.. but won't put any work into the holidays. He's worn me out.
I'm not a Christian anymore so it's not like this is MY holiday. So every year the decorating has gotten smaller and smaller. Friday I dragged the one box out from under the bed and spent a whole 10 minutes setting out our decorations. Now I'm done. Yep, the tree is all of 26" high.
And, while straightening the limbs out, I found the pickle!!