There are many, many things that happen in December. My wife, of course, has us doing it all. But through a fluke of scheduling (accidentally buying event tickets for the wrong day), we ended up doing everything in the first week and a half.
This past week has been quiet. She admitted that it was nice 'getting it out of the way', implying it was a chore to be dealt with.
Half of it is nonsense and the other half is just pomp and circumstance. The former can go, the latter I can dress up for so it stays.
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