Oh bring us a figgy pudding

Oh bring us a figgy pudding

Happy Monday, my lovely friends. It’s going to be one of those days that can go either way at work. It could be really slow because everyone prepared for holiday travels and got their drugs last week. Or, it could be insanity because no one prepared at all.

We had a relatively busy weekend. We’d done shopping on Friday night, but we spent all of Saturday afternoon making a few batches of fudge and chocolate bark. Sunday, for the most part, was spent cutting the fudge and boxing it up, and making a huge batch of coquito to bring as gifts to family. The coquito is currently taking up the entire bottom shelf of my fridge, and God help me if I’m pulled over on my drive to Christmas dinner. I managed to get a bit of a reprieve from my current batch of anxiety with a killer Saturday workout and some time with my paints yesterday.

Tonight, we’re not doing anything. There’s no holiday fudge to be made for gifts, and nothing to make for Christmas day, at least until tomorrow. He’s only working a half shift tomorrow, so he’ll get an Uber home and make THE CAKE for me to bring to Christmas lunch/dinner at my sister’s house.

Tonight, all I’m going to do is take a hot shower, and park my ass on the couch.

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