Okay, you guys.
My presents are wrapped.
I have eaten chocolate custard kringle for breakfast, meaning I am on official intermittent fasting hiatus (also? the fast started working again when I stopped the binge eating. GO FIG). Toofy the Elf is set to deliver PJ's and a movie today, and, if I can rouse myself from my couch nest, I am totes going to make a gross of peanut butter blossoms to gorge on, take to Ben's grandma's for Christmas Eve and bring to my parents' house for my dad's birthday celebration.
I have reached that point in the season where I am soooooo ready to fling the tree out on the curb on 12/26. But also? Before everyone wakes up? I do still love it.