I have come to realize (long ago) that sometimes the less an item costs, the more assembly is required. This Truth came to mind as I put together the inexpensive Wal Mart Christmas tree I bought on clearance for $6.00 during last year's sales. Every itty bitty branch of the tree had to be tweaked. However, the two hours of work is worth it as the tree certainly does not reflect the clearance price.
Those three words... some assembly required... are to me what seeing a spider is to my son. They bring a shiver up my spine. There is nothing like assembling anything, whether a tree or a toy... especially at the last minute... that changes my mood from Ho, Ho, Ho to Bah Humbug!
The wooden cranberries now drape the branches and about half of the ornaments were hung before I became too tired to continue. It's hard work decorating the tree and then the hours of tweaking it until it is perfect. Last year I draped the tree with strands of golden beads and loved the "uptown" look they gave. This year we're returning to the country look.
When we owned our larger house, I liked to have a real tree in the living room and an artificial tree in the family room. The real tree was decorated with the golden strands of beads and (mostly) Stephanie's ornaments... which she took with her when she married.
The artificial tree in the family room was draped with the wooden cranberry strands and my primitive-country ornaments, as well as those made by children. It was the best of both worlds. :)
Christmas is hard work and... for the most part... women's work. Women make Christmas happen. Women ponder just the right gifts for each person and lovingly search them out as if they were looking for hidden treasure. Men stop by CVS on Christmas Eve or order online and pay the FedEx shipping.
Women plan and design and purchase and tweak and decorate. Women cook, bake and make fudge. Women bake enormous pieces of gingerbread to cut out, put back together, and decorate with candy... while keeping men and children away from it. Men shovel their way through deep snow to the grill on the deck.
For the most part, women act as social secretaries and balance the parties, church programs, and school (or co-op) plays. Older women write things on big calendars. Younger women use their i-Phones.
Men put up the Christmas tree and and complain when it tips over. Men assemble toys on Christmas Eve and are tempted to use language for which they have to repent on Christmas morning.
Of course, there are exceptions and I have met men who can out decorate moi' and know their way through the mall in December. Make that one man... I'm trying to remember more... who was that other man... hmmm, will have to think on that one. After I finish decorating the tree. ;-)