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Oh Christmas Tree

It may seem strange for some people, especially living here in the United States, but Amanda and I have never had a proper Christmas tree in all the years we’ve been married. The argument has been that we don’t have enough space and that I’m a bit of a Grinch and not a huge fan of the holidays. I know that my right to veto anything my wife wants is rather limited and should only be reserved for something I really care about. Our first tree is just one of those compromises that come with being married.

I had always been proud of our “Peanuts” Christmas tree, a small wire tree that looks like the one that Charlie Brown had in the Charlie Brown Christmas special. Amanda, on the other hand, had always wanted a tree of a proper size.  She “asked” (and it’s in quotes because it’s more like she told me) if we could get a narrow artificial tree for our apartment. She pulled out all the stops, even noting that our cat, Storm, always loved to lay under her parents’ tree when she was just a kitten. I felt like when a kid asks for a puppy and the parent says “it’s your responsibility to feed it” and I left the assembly and decorating to her.

So for the first time more than a decade, a Christmas tree stands in the corner of my home. I promise there will be something more interesting than a spousal debate on the purchase of a seasonal artificial conifer in the post next week.

The 6′ Artificial Seasonal Conifer with Lights


About No Kids, Will Travel

In the eyes of their friends and family, Amanda and Zeke are a young jet setting couple without any real responsibility. In real life, the stress of work and raising a kitten push them to flee reality at every opportunity. The "lack of obligation" gives them the chance to explore the world.

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