Yesterday, 4.18 AM
Tumble, crash, thud, and I was out of bed in a flash with my heart racing!
Alone in the house, for a moment I had to remind myself that my roomie had told me the place wasn't haunted and I didn't need the nightlight.
I couldn't face it at that hour, so I left it till the next day, picked up the smashed baubles and rehung the good ones, by which time roomie was back home so she vacuumed up the pine needles. While she was doing so the tree fell again - on top of her. We adjusted the base as best we could and it's standing once more, albeit with more lopsided decorations.