About a week to the New Year. (Or as I like to count it, six days until I can change this ridiculous holiday color scheme to something more normal.)

Until then, more Happy Holidays and shredded wrapping paper to any of you poor bastards that still have to work this week. I don’t. Hee.

Correction: I don’t have to GO to work. On the other very significant hand, I do have to paint portions of the house and fix up any number of things that need fixing up before the parent’s arrive in two days.

Additional upside/downside: it’s just me and the Boy in the house (which, honestly, will alternate between making up for it and making it worse).