One More Down, A Million to Go

The tree is down--dismembered, in fact. It took about four hours.  First, Fio had to retag every branch with a color-coded slip of paper because the old tags were fast becoming indecipherable.  Yes, dear reader, the tree is that old.  In fact, it is so old that it wasn't born with lights n it.

Next, Fio had to stack the limbs in boxes and, as it turned out, bags.  Next came the out-to-the-garage-storage-area stage, which Husband, bless him, helped with.  And now comes the sweeping up of the trail of tinsel along the pathway, which Fiorella has yet to tackle.

But the tree is yet another item off Fiorella's post-book list.