Friday, December 17, 2004

What a difference a year makes
This time last year, I was fighting my own mind and considering the possibility of starting to think about maybe making some plans.

This year, I'm putting lights on the tree, whistling Christmas carols, and just generally feeling merry. This year, I'm fighting busyness and procrastination, not scrooginess and exasperation.

On the other hand, Christie's enthusiasm for Christmas seems to be more or less bottomless, so it's probably in my best interest to feign a certain amount of scrooginess, or else I'm liable to find myself spending the better part of December wreathing our 100-year oak in lights, and paying a very large electric bill come January.

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