Invite your dad over for dinner and ask him to go get the tree with you and your kids. Problem solved.
The cards? Wait and see how you feel then.
Now...onto all the other 'gunky' stuff in your posts. SIGH to the dream. BIG sigh. I have had the oddest, most 'empty' dreams lately, some of me wandering around alone in a strange town, some with H being very angry and vicious towards me, and me begging him to tell my why. I could go on. I wake up drained and sad each time. I know what you mean.
And I haven't gotten to thinking about holiday logistics yet, but you can bet I have started thinking about separating and working out the kids and their care, and having equal time with them. My schedule is so crazy and H finally found a job last week (ironic), and his schedule will conflict with mine at time.
Wanted to comment about the overnight bag. I sooo know the feeling of the slap in the face, especially last night when my own girls tell me they had dinner with Miss X and her kids. Its so hard, and sometimes a good cry can make you stronger. Lately when I talk to people about H, I cry afterward, mostly from the release and from knowing someone cares for me.
Problem solved. 
