Boxing Day…
I do not brave the malls, and I didn’t forget to get gift receipts for everything this year, so I don’t have to follow everyone around and exchange gifts or whatnot, so I just take the day off at home, recuperate from all the hubbub of the past few days, looking towards the future, and the looming of the new year, a new start.
Not that I’m a subscriber to believing that resolutions can’t be made at any time of the year, but there’s nothing like the beginning of the new year, nothing like the calendar starting anew, and it’s a good reminder that we might want to start over also, give ourselves another try.
I’m still in my sweats, but I’ve deigned to put on a bra—one less thing to do if I plan on going over to my parents’ house, or if Max and Vick want to come over so we can b
