Between picking up students, getting the suburban buried in a muddy driveway to the point I had to be rescued and finally getting the students to their elementary school destination, I heard Ace and TJ talking about how Ace had finally taken his Christmas tree down (they had even been running a poll about it).
That got me to thinking about the house I live in . . .
I know it is sad since it is well past the middle of January, but the Christmas tree in mine and roommate Travis Schafer’s home is still standing.
Don’t blame Travis, though. It is my fault. I put it up. I need to take it down.
I’m shooting to have it down my St. Patrick’s Day.