Merry Christmas Eve everyone! In the spirit of Fauci we're not doing much of anything for the holiday and the main meal will be Saturday because the weather's supposed to be awful tonight, so I just baked a gingerbread cake today and will decorate it tomorrow.

I'm procrastinating reading my sister's second book. She may be productive during this time but I'm immensely appreciating the lack of things to do which understandably led to butting heads. She goes zero to 100, whereas I chug along at a decent 35 if I'm lucky, but I promised her I'll start it after Christmas and before New Years so now I do actually have to put forth effort. It's not that I dislike her writing, but it has far too much sunshine in it for my taste, although if I was a random stranger who picked up the book I would probably like her first one.

For many people this year has been a valuable time to accomplish things they wouldn't have gotten to otherwise. For me it's been a resolution of 15 years of burnout. That's enough of a Christmas present for me.