Last night after my brother’s family left, I got a bug and decided to pack up Christmas. I started with the tree and within two hours everything was packed. Steve even put all the boxes in the attic for me. Just as he was about to close up the attic, I found two little Santa Claus figurines and was able ot add them to the box.

Everything’s gone, right?

Except I was laundering my Christmas tree skirt and it is in the dryer still. Plus I didn’t want to take the wreath off my front door yet, so I still have the wreath hanger out. And I’m sure a couple more little things will turn up in the next day or two. How does that happen?

Still, my house is 99.5 percent Christmas-free.

The kids start school again on Tuesday. I still have roughly two weeks before I start.

My office is in the middle of being organized. This means that I have piles all over my floor as I sort papers from classes I’ve taken this year and classes I’ve taught this year. I’m trying to create some semblance of order and figure out what I need to keep, what I don’t need to keep and how to find what I need to keep when I need it in the future.

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Happy New Year!