I didn’t sleep terrifically well on Christmas Eve, more from indigestion than anticipation, more pizza dinner repeating than visions of sugar plums dancing. I got woken up early to take the dog for a walk, and I honestly thought the cold outside might actually kill me. I think I was just unprepared for it, given how unseasonably warm it had been leading up to the holiday, but I couldn’t stop my teeth from chattering until I came back inside.
All that said, however, I had a really very nice Christmas day. I had a chance to go back to sleep for a bit after I walked the dog, which was good, and then we all got up and opened presents. The rest of the day was spent in eating too much good food, playing with the dogs, and talking. Yesterday was actually the first day in the past week and a half that I didn’t watch any movies. I made up for it tonight by watching two Boris Karloff films, Targets and The Mummy. And last night, I did watch the Doctor Who Christmas special. (For good and bad, this about matches up to what I thought.)
It was a pleasantly unexciting Christmas, full of laughter and good cheer, and today was a just a much quieter version of the same.
I go back to work a week from now, but that’s still a week away. It’s been a good vacation so far, and I’m looking forward to the rest of it.
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and/or Wednesday as well!