As the week starts its stretch into an early halt, and Christmas Eve looms to give way to Christmas Day, I am understandably giddy, anxious, and more than ready to take a break from the Grind. Let’s dance, sing, eat, drink and be merry and gay. Tra-la-la doop bitty bop bop doop.
Just like things should be, I’m ready to shelve my troubles, be thankful for my successes, and shed as much peace and joy on my loved ones as they (or I) can stand. Here’s to winter solstice, and looking forward to a new year. It should be a doozy.
The Litter Box 