Back to work tomorrow.
Monday.
First of the new year.
Quotidian quandaries.
Laundry.
Dishes. And dishing.
Up and at 'em.
The month of two-faced Janus.
Sleeves rolled up.
Even though it is not yet Epiphany, we have broken tradition and tossed our tree out unceremoniously to the curb. It was always a bit too lopsided and crooked, even for our lopsided and crooked tastes.
Happy Ninth Day of Christmas, worldwide readers.
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