Christmas: The mellowest time of year|
My clever plan for a week of vacation is a go. It's kind of sweet, being surrounded by people running amok in the streets all OMG LESS THAN TWO WEEKS OMG WTF EVERYBODY PANIC. Nope. I'm looking at a cool three weeks before I have to think about Christmas.
Which really isn't very long at all, now that I think about it. I should probably get going on that.
Aw, hells yeah. Just now I set a few wheels in motion. I love the internets.
The sucky thing about Delayed Christmas is that Rijid's family won't all be conveniently located at his parents' house. Rijid was talking about a Grand Midwest Tour, featuring stops in Chicago, St Louis, and possibly Iowa, before moving on to the main event in Odessa. I told him I'd leave all the planning entirely in his hands. Once again, I win at Christmas.
It won't last. Some day soon, The Christmas Insanity will hit me. For now, though, being mellow this time of year is extra enjoyable, because I know the rest of the world is freaking out.