I have a few Santa figurines. Well, maybe like over 100. They are all in individual boxes which are packed in bigger boxes that are stored in a loft in our garage. Some Christmases I put them all out and others, just a few. I think this is a go for it, put them all out kind of year.
John graciously gets the ladder out and we start transferring the boxes of boxes down. Our assembly line of Dad to Mom, to Sarah works well and we have all the boxes in, in an hour. For the next several hours we unpack. We repair those who have become unglued over their sojourn in the garage this past year. I start to arrange them. I run out of steam. At least I have a picture of the behind the sink set up.
