'Twas The Week Before Christmas

Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a box had been moved, hoping for not a mouse.
The tree was all decorated in the family room with care,
In hopes that the Christmas Spirit soon would be there.

The couple was nestled all snug in their spare bed,
While visions of to-do lists danced in their heads.
And Brendan doing laundry, and I wrapping gifts,
Had just settled in, as boxes we began to sift.

When out in the driveway there arose such a clatter,

We sprang from our work to see what was the matter.
Away to the front door I flew like a flash,
Running to my grandparents in a mad dash.

They drove up from the sunny state below
To visit the new place before on to Rochester did they go.
Onto Christmas cookie baking for time may disappear,
A cookie exchange to be had with friends so dear.

 

A look at the backyard the snow came quite quick,
Making us happy with the house we did pick.

But it wasn't long until a dose of reality came,
And we ho'd, and hum'd, at a leak we needed to tame!

"Now Whirlpool! now, Maytag! now, Bosch and Kenmore!
On, GE! On, KitchenAid! on, on Electrolux and Frigidaire!
To the reviews we read! To stores we did call!
Price check! Price check! Price check them all!"

 

Buying a dishwashers would sure be much work,
 Waiting until after Christmas was the sale's perk.
Just the way home ownership goes,
Back to the wrapping paper and bows!

We relaxed in our car, listening to the radio's whistle,
driving to a house, whose light's flash as fast as a missile.
We sat with each other, as we enjoyed the sight,
Wishing "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"