I am about to be boastful, even though the nuns frowned upon such things and actively discouraged pride in all of its forms.
Today, not only did I walk my dogs a mile, I also ran for two miles and then I removed all evidence of Christmas from my home.
It took about four hours. I wish that I could say that I did a great job of putting everything away properly but that would be lying and while the nuns only frown upon boastfulness, they will get on the Jesus phone and send you straight to hell for lying.
The important thing to remember though is that my house now feels super clean and uncluttered and I love it. A fresh start for the new year.
I know that some folks like to go out on New Years Eve and engage in all sorts of tomfoolery. Unsurprisingly I prefer to stay home, though I must confess that I attended a small New Years Eve party, which very happily ended at the sensible hour of 8pm. Now I am home, in my old lady nightgown with my ailing husband and snoring dogs. My perfect evening.
Happy New Year everyone, I hope the new year brings you good junk, love and laughter!