After spending last Sunday afternoon removing most traces of Halloween from the front yard, heads and hands and tombstones and candles were all brought inside to be sorted and carefully packed away. At this point, I requested some assistance from my family.
Request granted.
They very kindly threw everything onto a large tangled pile in the basement. And there it remained. Until I finally sorted through it and carefully packed it away.

Needless to say, they weren't invited to share tea and chocolate.
8 comments:
no help. no help at all. same way around here! :(
Eeeek!
Definitely NO CHOCOLATE FOR THEM! LOL
My son's like that... I have to be super spasific telling him what to do, because he would just chuck it all in the shed, and leave it to me to pack it up! I'd rather do it myself! :)
I feel your pain :)
Yeah. Sometimes it's easier not to ask at all :D
Unfortunately, I have no one but myself to blame for the boxes of items lying willy-nilly around the garage. Most everything has been taken down from the outside, but the inside--still decorated. I know what I'll be doing the next stretch of off days.
This is why I envy the Frog Queen. She has an entire team of volunteers.
True. But I suppose, in fairness, she has a few more tombstones and props than I do :D
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