1-the timing of things means I'll be working through the 23rd. My family celebrates on the 24th. WHEN am I supposed to get shit done?
(Classes end today, faculty will be gone before Friday. Staff is here a few extra days and comes back a week sooner--so still a generous amt. of time off)
2-My back isn't miraculously better (I've had my back periodically go out for 20 years. It's been incredibly good for the past few years. The timing is just bad. I just fought tears walking across the damn room)--I will have to beg the Mr. to cut 20 more pieces of PVC or else only half the family will get marshmallow shooters and it will be war--or the wrong type of war .
3-I have booked my Friday night. I don't want it booked. It's booked because my parents are generously buying us all passes to do the Christmas historical Railroad thing. Buffy will love it. (My memories of Huckleberry railroad involve my then-under-8 year old sister getting motion sick on the top-level carriage, and puking on the actor below her. Who was luckily, or unluckily, wearing a rather expensive cowboy hat to do the pretend holdup sheriff role) I want to stay in and drink cocoa. With schnapps.
4-I don't wanna wrap gifts. See #2 and I can't make the Mr. do them because he's a lousy wrapper (and I'm a pro :-P). See drinking cocoa and schnapps.
5-I don't wanna work tomorrow. See #1, and drinking cocoa and schnapps. But I will get SO MUCH DONE without students here.
I think I need to stop for liquor on the way home.