But I can't find that box of grenades I bought last year to get ready for the season. I think it would be a lot of fun to drop one in the bell ringer's bucket - might make them stop ringing that damn bell for a few minutes.
I got the tree up, lit, decorated, but nothing is under it at this point, save for the cat when she's trying to be stealthy. The bushes out front are properly adorned with small multi-colored twinkling lights, which are oh-so impressive to me that I spent a whole 10 minutes draping them. I think it took longer to figure out the wiring diagram.
There's a good reason I don't put lights on the house proper: I would kill myself on a ladder, but additionally, I don't have the time to pull off all of the planning I'd need to do. Last night, I realized that to do it properly I would have to get an electrician to install outlets under the eaves of the house at the corners... And then I'd have to have some way to control the lights using wi-fi or something like that. I MUST HAVE COMPUTER CONTROL OF ALL CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!!! Hell, to turn the bush lights on and off, you have to unplug it from the wall outlet by the door. It makes me feel like a troglodyte...
I can see myself spending a few thousand dollars lighting the house. I simply cannot let myself be sucked into something like that. I guess I have an addictive personality when it comes to tech.
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