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It's still Christmas Eve my time as I'm writing this, but it'll be Christmas Day by the time I post it, no doubt, so merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate it - and I guess, happy Saturday to the rest of you!

(I'm totally going to have my sense of the days of the week messed up until after 2022 starts, I can tell already. Normally I work on Fridays but I'm off, and next week I'm working different days than I normally do, so I'm just accepting in advance that I'm gonna be confused.)

So even though we're not actually religious, we still celebrate Christmas at least in sort of a half-assed way - not as much as a way of avoiding the religious bits as just to make it less stressful. So today (meaning Christmas Eve) we stayed home, but tomorrow we're going over to my sister & bro-in-law's, but we're just having subs and stuff like that. (Rob seemed slightly put-out by this, and he got us a lasagne to have today at home - but I know he doesn't really want to be the one who cooks any more than P & I do!) And we're only doing sort of token gifts tomorrow. I have a bunch of FabFitFun leftovers I'm giving my sister, because I got several of those boxes this past year, and we got chocolates for the b-i-l, something we know he likes. Rob found a Mandalorian pillow somewhere! that was one of my surprise gifts, and there was a big bag of something heavy that's meant for tomorrow, he said. (I'm guessing it's Dollar Tree finds.) I have a Black Friday find for him - an electric wine-bottle opener - and his main gift is some gigantic (and literally ridiculously heavy) comic-book anthologies that he had asked for. (My main gift was getting my hair professionally cut and colored, because I said when I stopped working full-time that I wasn't going to have it colored any more. So making it my Christmas gift absolves me of having to feel guilty about going back on that.)

Rob had never seen Mean Girls, and I thought of it because of that one scene with the Christmas pageant, and so we watched that, earlier. I think he enjoyed it pretty well. I said it's really something you need to see anyway just to understand those "fetch" jokes, etc. (Then we watched part of Willow, also - and there was a little promo with Warwick Davis up about the new Willow show which apparently is going to be out sometime next year. I knew they were doing it but I didn't know what the ETA on it was.)

Sunday we think we're going to go see Licorice Pizza, and we are agreed we both want to see Spider-man again at some point. I guess that will probably have to be next weekend, since I'm working during the week. Rob is off all next week, so he may go see Nightmare Alley one of those days when I'm working, since I can't work up too much interest in that one.

I'm writing this at work. It's slow. There are people here but nothing's going on that requires my attention, at least for the moment. We close at 9 on Fridays so it'll be time to start closing up before I know it.

Writing is a less expensive way to pass the time than what I was doing before, which was browsing Etsy. I bought a beaded bracelet and $40 worth of candles before I knew it. Oh well, I missed the Bath & Body Works sale that they always have in early December (it was today, but everything online was sold out before I thought to check), and I'm sure I would have spent at least as much there if I had had the chance. And hey, on Etsy you're (presumably) buying from a small seller, so that's good. (For the record, I bought the candles from From the Page, which as you might guess is book-themed.)

I was late to work because the traffic stopped dead about half a mile from my house and stayed that way for darn near 15 minutes. By the time it finally got moving whatever the problem was had been solved, apparently - that is to say there was no wreck to be gawked at or anything. But that kind of thing is pretty unusual in my little suburb. Getting to work involves getting on the freeway, for me, but by the time I finally got to the freeway the traffic there was problem-free.

My sister is sending me text updates on the progress of the unpacking. She says she's totally exhausted at the end of the day each day but she's also enjoying the process. I guess we're going to try to go check in person this weekend at some point.