It’s Christmas Eve, and I am in the office. In part because I have work to do, in part because I waited till the last minute to order Christmas presents and had them shipped to the office so the kids wouldn’t see them. Presents that won’t arrive until today. Presents that I won’t get unless I sign for them.
It’s not a bad life hanging out in the office alone, listening to Christmas music, working on my to-do list, though. I am kind of enjoying it. Did you know Bare Naked Ladies did a Christmas album? So did Bob Dylan. I was sorry to hear that. Really, really sorry. I know some people dig him, but he depressed me when I listened to him slog through Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.
The snow is softly sifting down, I have a week of vacation stretched out ahead of me, and aside from Frank Sinatra crooning Jingle Bells, all is quiet.
Have a Merry Christmas everyone, filled with love, laughter, joy and peace.
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