Newsflash: It’s MARCH.
So I’d like to believe that everyone procrastinates to some point. I understand putting things off, cause I do it all the time. For instance, just look at my laundry basket(s) - if you can find them under the mountains of clothes, that is.
I’ll give you a couple of weeks after Christmas to take down your crap (although personally, I start taking mine down two hours into Christmas morning).
But this, my friends, is REEEEDICULI. Hello, it’s freaking MARCH. It’s ALMOST EASTER.
It’s March 5. There’s just no excuse.
So here’s the new plan, rather than stealing it in the night and putting it in the entry way to the complex:
I’m finding my box with the plastic Easter eggs in it tonight. And I will write little notes inside all of them that say “TAKE YOUR FREAKING CHRISTMAS CRAP DOWN BEFORE I TAKE IT DOWN FOR YOU.” Then I’m gonna toss them all over their yard.
It seems only fair.