My father is a perfectionist. Truth be told, my mother is too. To both of them, it was far more offensive to do a task to 75% completion than it was to leave the task undone altogether. And so it became that our wonderful neighbors, the Schwabs, became synonymous with half-completing tasks. You see, the Schwabs celebrated every event and every season with unparalleled joy; none more than Christmas, for which their house was adorned with 1,000's of colorful lights – complete with reindeer on the roof and everything.