What goes up...

...must come down.  I had a friend stop by today and I was a little embarrassed for her to see that my Christmas tree is still up, since I usually take it down by New Year's Day.  Until, that is, she admitted that her Christmas decorations are still up also. Later, at a meeting some women were talking about still needing to take their trees down.  I feel much better now.  In my defense, I had family visiting last week and I wanted them to see the tree.  My nephew had a lot of fun identifying the ornaments his mom had made and sent to me over the years.  His mom, my talented sister-in-law, and her husband, my brother, are coming to visit for a week in February.  Hmmm, maybe they would like to see the ornaments.  No! No! No!  I must take this tree down.  It's never as much fun as putting it up, but it must be done.  Happily, I don't have any committments on Thursday so that shall be my official 'take down the tree' day.  Unless, of course, something more exciting comes along.  One of my very best talents is procrastination.  I have been  a champion procrastinator since I was a child.  I read once that procrastinators are really perfectionist who don't want to start a project until they can do it perfectly.  Or maybe a procrastinator is soemone who would rather curl up with a good book than take down a Christmas tree.  You decide.