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07 Jan 2005
Yesterday was Epiphany (or so the hubby tells me, and he knows about these things), which meant that the Christmas decorations were supposed to come down. I always find it a rather sad a dreary time. Taking decorations down is much less fun than putting them up, and everything looks so drab in contrast.
The worst job was getting the fairy lights off our rite of passage tree. I thought when I got them out of the box in their super-compressed state that the chances of getting them back into the same box were vanishingly small. I don't know if you've noticed, but fairy lights behave like DNA. In the box, they are in their supercoiled, chromosomal form. As soon as you unwind them, they explode into a tangle of wires; unlike DNA, this is a strictly one-way process.
I made a half-hearted attempt to form loose coils, but realised this was a losing battle and resorted to cramming the whole lot in a huge plastic bag. That's going to be fun next year.
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I think it's called "Epiphany" because it's the day you look around yourself and say "Oh my God! If I don't get this stuff put away right now I shall lose my mind."
by Andrew Willett @ 11/01/2005 1:02 pm • Permalink •
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It's also supposed to be bad luck (not that I'm superstitious about these things at all...). It strikes me as one of those convenient superstitions to force people to do (or not do) something. Like, "it will make you go blind".
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Next year, you can try wrapping the strings of lights around folded up sections of newspaper. Keeps them from getting tangled up, and also condenses them into a fairly small space. If you leave the plug visible, you can also test the strings out before actually unwinding the whole thing.----- Melanie: I did try something like that, but there's so much wire that I just ended up in even more of a muddle.
by bsag @ 09/01/2005 3:02 pm • Permalink •