My family has a tradition of going to a Christmas tree farm, selecting a tree, bringing it home, setting it up and decorating. This year was a disaster…here’s my story (please don’t tell anyone) and the risk mitigation strategies I learned.
Normally, we get our tree the day after Thanksgiving. Not this year. We waited until the second weekend of December to make our tree trek. My wife Sherri and I took our dog Hobson with us (our son and daughter now live out of town). There were very few trees left.
We finally found one that didn’t look like a Charlie Brown Christmas tree. The trunk looked straight, and the tree looked fine (no gaping holes if you looked from the right side). I cut the tree. The tree farm owner shook the needles out, wrapped the tree in a net, and helped me tie the tree on top of our car.
We drove home singing along with our favorite Christmas carols. I found our Christmas tree stand in the attic…the one we’ve used for years…the one that had lost parts over time. I thought to myself – that’s okay – I will rig it. We put the tree in the stand, and I screwed the bolts into the tree to secure it. I did my magic.
We backed off and looked at the tree. It didn’t look straight. We moved the tree around so you wouldn’t see the holes in the tree. Happy that everything was okay, we decorated the tree with ornaments (some sentimental favorites that we’ve had for years) and lights. I put the cheesy star on top of the tree and filled the water reservoir.
I told Sherri that I didn’t think the tree would be standing the next morning. Not confident with the old tree stand, I went to Ace Hardware, Walmart, and Lowes on a search for a super-duper tree stand. I did not find what I was looking for, so I ordered it online from Amazon. Surely the tree would stay up for three to five days.
One evening, Sherri and I were enjoying a relaxing evening. We had finished dinner and were enjoying a nice conversation when it happened. KABOOM! CRASH! What was that?
We ran into the family room. There the tree lay on the floor with broken ornaments and water running everywhere. Hobson darted back and forth barking at the calamity.
We spent the next 30 minutes reconstructing the tree. I wasn’t going to let the Grinch steal our Christmas. I did some more rigging (sure-fire duck tape this time) while I was praying for the UPS truck to arrive with my super-duper tree stand. Didn’t happen. I turned off Pandora as it played “Holly Jolly Christmas.”
Next evening, the tree fell again. I had it! We took the lights and the remaining ornaments off the tree. Before I took the tree out of the house, a giant grasshopper flew out of the tree at warp speeds. Scared us to death. I killed the grasshopper and tossed the evil tree into the woods.
While I was at work the next day, Sherri picked up another tree and a new tree stand. She set up the tree by herself…she’s Superwoman! Then she heard someone drive up in the driveway. Guess who? The UPS guy with my tree stand.
We decorated the tree. Practice makes perfect! Yes, it’s once, twice, three times a lady. I am happy to say this tree looks great, and we’ve had zero problems.
We don’t always enjoy what life brings our way, but let’s gain wisdom and insight that will enable us to mitigate risks in our future projects.
What are you learning about risk mitigation strategies in your personal life? Don’t miss the gems of wisdom that you can apply in your projects. Make mental notes or journal about what you are learning.
On a personal note, I hope you have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Want to know the true meaning of Christmas? Check out Luke 2:1-21.