Yesterday evening when we went to bed she told me that today she wanted to put up the Christmas tree. My response was sure tomorrow is a good day for that. She slept undisturbed overnight.

Earlier after a breakfast of pancakes and fruit she told me that today she wants to put up the Christmas tree. We have a niece who has a party theme of “Christmas in July” around her newly rehabilitated back yard pool. (Jill lives five doors north of Sherlock Holmes. For those who read Sir Arthur you can deduce her address.) I have been keeping Cheryl apprised of the decorating progress as Jill has posted pictures on her Facebook Party page.

We went to Jill’s party last year. Of course we will go again this year. I will not remind Cheryl about her idea to put up the Christmas tree. I want to see if she remembers it for a longer period. (Overnight does not count. She often remembers her dreams from overnight.) And to be honest about it I do not want to put it up. Only I will be doing it and I have to rearrange furniture to do it.

So today I will live in terror of having to put up the Christmas tree. Or I could embrace it. The jury is still out.

Carpe Diem.