"I never thought it was such a bad little tree. It's not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love."

A couple nights ago, the BF and I went around looking for a mini Christmas tree for our little apartment.  I have always loved Christmas and, throughout my childhood, was always the one pestering my Dad or older sister to get a tree or put up the lights around the house.  So this year was no different, just a different person to whine to, a smaller budget and a smaller place.  After circling town for a Christmas tree farm, we finally arrived at a local tree lot.  I immediately asked a worker what the smallest size tree they had.  He walked us through a jungle of trees and over to an empty spot with a lonely looking 4 feet tall tree, and said that's the last one.  He left while we stood there staring at it.  It was tipped over and had about what seemed to be 5 inches of a naked neck.  The last one, huh. . . I wonder why. . . Charlie Brown's tree flashed through my head and I then made the executive decision (over a nonchalant BF who really didn't care- for Christmas for that matter!) that this would be THE ONE!  I immediately decorated it when we brought it home and finally topped it with a Star today.


Another 9 hours of studying has passed.  Time for an hour of yoga to destress.  Then making dinner and hanging out with the BF the rest of the night.  Just because it's finals period doesn't have to mean I have to be depressed in my books.
Love,
Nat