O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree.....

I LOVE Christmas. It's just all the prep work that I'm not all that crazy about! It takes me a week, on and off again, to get the house done. Every year I swear that I'm going to put it all up earlier so I can enjoy it longer, but then we get to the end of the 1st week in December and it's still not all done. Admitedly, I do have issues with procrastinating and taking on too much alone but......it does eventually get done.
Which leads me to my story from last night. I went outside to hang garland on our front porch rail. I started that project and then got sidetracked (hmmm, wonder where my kids get thier ADHD from??) by the giant bulbs that haven't gotten hung on the porch for the last 2 seasons. So I drug out the ladder, hammer, nails....and hauled myself up to hang them. Bill had told me he would do it but he's been working til LATE recently so I just couldn't wait. I hung the first few and stepped back to admire the beauty - it looked great. I then pulled the ladder over to hang the next set and ...... WHACK ......the hammer which I had laid on the top of the ladder, and forgotten about, landed right on my head. After the initial feeling of dizzyness wore off, I checked myself for blood dripping off my head. There was none. So I spent the next minute or 2 telling myself how stupid I am. I am such a clutz! No harm done except for 2 HUGE goose-eggs on my head and a bit of a headache last night.
I told Bill last night that I was going to climb out on the roof tonight to hang the rest of the icicle lights since he's been getting home so late. He forbid me! He was cracking up and said the last thing we need is a clutz up on the rooftop! Not funny.....