On Christmas Eve Eve, let us write four lines of prose about something that has been: left to the last minute.
Not inspired by real life, you may be surprised to learn. We're pretty much ready to go for the big day here - just a couple presents left to wrap, and I need to type up and print something I've written for Max. Hoping for a busy, short day of work at the bakery tomorrow so I can get things done at a reasonable hour.
Work this morning was very, very quiet. Thankfully things picked up after lunch, as it was time to wrap a few things up for the year (all town offices are now closed until January 3rd).
Looking forward to getting through tomorrow's shift and then taking care of the final preparations for Christmas with my family. I hope you and yours are all set for the festivities as well.
"Hey Erica, what do you think of these boots?"
"Whatever, it's stupid crowded in here, just... wait, I thought you were shopping for Dad?"
"I am, and these look super comfy - plus they're on sale!"
"... have you forgotten he lost both his legs in 'Nam?"