The Day After Christmas. I capitalized all the words in that sentence to give it the title I feel (or felt) like it somehow deserves (or deserved). Over the years, the day after Christmas seemed more another holiday in itself rather than the day following a holiday ~ as it is. Funny. I have in days past, popped out of bed early (just as Christmas itself), excited with anticipation (just as Christmas itself), but instead of finding myself wrapped in a fluffy robe and listening to a crackling fire, I would be wrapped in a warm coat and waiting for my car to heat up as I sipped coffee from a to-go mug and mapped out post holiday shopping in my mind. Those days have passed, and as I sit here the day after Christmas, still in my robe, eating red velvet cookies and listening the the constant “tinkling” of little hands shuffling through Legos, I am glad. As I enter 2016, and have vocally and maybe, way too boisterously, dubbed it my “Year without Spending,” I am glad that is one habit I have managed to break.
Merry Merry ChrisTmas to you all!