We’ve got our Christmas lights up, and they look very nice — so nice, in fact, that one of our neighbors came up to me and thanked us for making the street more festive.
The neighbor asked me if I had put up the lights. I found this flattering, and funny. My Christmas light-stringing days are well behind me, and there is no way I would flirt with disaster and climb up a long ladder to get the lights up to the top of our tall tree. I told the neighbor, without a hint of personal masculine embarrassment, that we had hired a service to put up the lights and were pleased with the job they had done.
In my book, if you want Christmas lights done right, hire a professional — one covered by the workers compensation laws.
Webner House 