I’m sitting here with goo in my hair, waiting until the timer goes off so I can shower and get started doing scads of things. 

Well, not really scads.  I have one more gift to go out and buy, some more odds and ends to wrap, and stuff from the storage unit to unpack – after I empty the appropriate shelves and reorganize.  Plus some receipts to enter into the ‘puter.  And laundry – always laundry. . .

But what the heck.  We’re ready for Christmas, it’s going to be just us, the kids have a week off, hubby has three days, and if we never get out of our pajamas, it’s no big deal.