Well, did you survive Christmas, or Kwanza, Hanukkah or whatever you celebrated? Did any of the toys survive? Have you had all the versions of turkey you can stand? In short, are you over it?
Y’know, this business of there being only a month between Thanksgiving and Christmas, then just a week between Christmas and New Year – and then as much as four months until the next day off. That seems to me to be a perfect recipe for unrest, depression and an altogether bad mix of induced boredom and plain unhappiness, I mean really. But that’s how it is these days.
All that’s left now is for us to get back to our regular lives, if we can find them, and scrape together every little bit of holiday cheer, happy memories and that little sip of blackberry cordial, and parse it out, divvy it up and make it last until that far off sunrise that is Easter, or Esther, or Passover, however that is at your house…