Buying a Christmas Tree in the Nude

The past week I've contemplated Carla's suggestion that I eliminate all clothing in my possession and use my creativity to live a life as completely nude but staying within reason.

So yesterday I bought a Christmas tree in the nude.

I wanted to buy one for Carla, but her tiny apartment doesn't have room for a normal sized tree, so I got her one of those tiny table-top trees.

There's a christmas tree lot about five miles down the highway heading towards San Diego. I left home about 5:00pm after finishing my day's work. It was dusk when I arrived at the christmas tree lot.

I entered the lot nude, carrying only my wallet. A girl minding the cash register was smiling and giggling as she saw me enter.

"I'm looking for a table-top christmas tree, do you have any?" I asked.

She pointed her finger to several such trees adorned with a few red beads and planted in pots wrapped in red foil. I picked one up and set it on the checkout counter. The guy who works the chain saw and hammer stopped to observe me. I saw a few other customers about but didn't pay any attention to them.

I handed her some cash and she gave me back my change.

"Aren't you cold?" she asked.

"Yes, it's quite cold" I answered.

She only smiled thereafter, and I picked up the tree and got back into my car.

I showed up at Carla's with the little tree. She seemed to like it a lot.

But I realize she's right in that maybe I ought to make a bold new direction in my life, and just eliminate all the clothes in my possession and force myself to find a way to get by.