We Finally Put our Christmas Storage Boxes back in the Attic
If there is something I truly wish to avoid ever becoming, it's the proverbial neighbor who leaves his Christmas lights up all the way into July.
This year, it was mid-January before the Christmas lights came down, but not due to any sort of laziness or procrastination. It rained heavily for the first couple of weeks in January, and getting up on a ladder in the rain was not an appealing prospect. Besides, Randy and Diane's house still had their Christmas lights up into mid-January for the same reason, although Dan and Nicole managed to remove theirs immediately after Christmas day. But they don't have kids.
Having finally dispensed with the lights, we were left with several storage boxes containing our Christmas decorations and the aforementioned lights, not to mention our faux tree, (please be careful with whom you speak when discussing the manufactured nature of our Christmas tree).
The boxes needed to be replaced into our attic at some point, so until the opportunity arose to fulfill that task, they were left in the garage, between the main garage and the extension.
This created some distress, as putting the boxes in that position created an obstacle for getting out of the car parked in the extension, which I often make use of.
At first, I put up with this, sometimes finding it a difficult task to get out of my car after arriving home, (depending on whether the boxes had been moved so that occupants of the SUV parked on the other side of the boxes would have no difficulty getting out of that vehicle). One thing that contributed to having procrastinated was that the extensible ladder we normally use to reach the attic opening was dirty from outside use.
The ladder wasn't washed prior to bringing it in, so there was some distress bringing it inside once we were all but forced to either find another temporary home for the storage boxes or put them away like responsible storage box owners.
We boldly decided to bring the ladder into the house, knowing the potential consequence of dirtying the carpet and the need to vacuum clean the area afterward.
Ours was a team that functioned like a "well-oiled machine", to coin a phrase. My wife and daughter climbed into the attic to receive storage boxes that I would send up the ladder to them, while my son sat steadfast in his room, playing a video game on his computer and thus ensuring the computer was manned in case we would need some sophisticated calculation resolved as part of our labor.
Soon, the task was complete, including the cleaning of the area where the ladder was utilized. I can fully open my car door when parking in the extension, the storage boxes await the next Christmas season to be removed from the attic, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.
This year, it was mid-January before the Christmas lights came down, but not due to any sort of laziness or procrastination. It rained heavily for the first couple of weeks in January, and getting up on a ladder in the rain was not an appealing prospect. Besides, Randy and Diane's house still had their Christmas lights up into mid-January for the same reason, although Dan and Nicole managed to remove theirs immediately after Christmas day. But they don't have kids.
Having finally dispensed with the lights, we were left with several storage boxes containing our Christmas decorations and the aforementioned lights, not to mention our faux tree, (please be careful with whom you speak when discussing the manufactured nature of our Christmas tree).
The boxes needed to be replaced into our attic at some point, so until the opportunity arose to fulfill that task, they were left in the garage, between the main garage and the extension.
This created some distress, as putting the boxes in that position created an obstacle for getting out of the car parked in the extension, which I often make use of.
At first, I put up with this, sometimes finding it a difficult task to get out of my car after arriving home, (depending on whether the boxes had been moved so that occupants of the SUV parked on the other side of the boxes would have no difficulty getting out of that vehicle). One thing that contributed to having procrastinated was that the extensible ladder we normally use to reach the attic opening was dirty from outside use.
The ladder wasn't washed prior to bringing it in, so there was some distress bringing it inside once we were all but forced to either find another temporary home for the storage boxes or put them away like responsible storage box owners.
We boldly decided to bring the ladder into the house, knowing the potential consequence of dirtying the carpet and the need to vacuum clean the area afterward.
Ours was a team that functioned like a "well-oiled machine", to coin a phrase. My wife and daughter climbed into the attic to receive storage boxes that I would send up the ladder to them, while my son sat steadfast in his room, playing a video game on his computer and thus ensuring the computer was manned in case we would need some sophisticated calculation resolved as part of our labor.
Soon, the task was complete, including the cleaning of the area where the ladder was utilized. I can fully open my car door when parking in the extension, the storage boxes await the next Christmas season to be removed from the attic, and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.
posted by The Supreme Aglet at 7:35 AM
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