Today has been a busy sort of day, especially when compared to the relatively non-productivity of most of this past week. Now that Christmas and New Year’s are over, we started looking at the calendar and realizing that today was going to be the best day to deal with all the holiday decorations. So this morning we took down the tree and carefully folded it back into its box, and we packed up all the decorations – old and new – and then Richard climbed up into the attic and I stood on a stool underneath and hefted heavy boxes up to him, so we could put it all away. Note to self – the day before one is going to be hefting heavy boxes is not a good time to be playing a game that leave’s one’s arm muscles extremely sore.

Once all the decorations were put away, and the house (or at least the upstairs portion) was tidied (if one’s definition of ‘tidy’ includes tossing some leftover tissue paper on the floor and sprinkling it with catnip), it was time for fun. We watched another episode of Dracula while eating lunch. And we kicked off the new year with a little gaming party, something we’ve both said we need to do more often. Some friends came over and we spent about five hours playing Munchkin, and then Munchkin Cthulhu, with quite a bit of laughing and good natured quibbling over the rules (which, according to the game itself, is actually mandatory, so we were only doing our part to follow instructions).

The rest of the day has included a trip to the grocery store, to stock up on supplies for lunches to take to work. Richard worked his way through a few more episodes of Twin Peaks, on his computer, while I sat with my yarn and my crochet hook and worked on some presents for a few upcoming birthdays. Tomorrow we’ll be back to work, where there are big projects looming for both of us, and as much as we both like our jobs, neither of us is much looking forward to the inevitability of Monday morning. So tonight, for the few remaining hours that last, I am going to pretend that my vacation gets to continue for just a little bit longer, even if Christmas has to remain up in the attic, packed in boxes, out of sight for yet another year.

Tis the season for Holidailies!