Today, I have to teach my kids, make a dozen gourmet caramel apples and a dozen fancy pretzel rods, deliver them, write my column which is tricky because it’s my annual “Night Before Christmas” poem, and try to squeeze in some laundry and cleaning. Fourteen other things are on my to-do list, but they’re going to have to wait for another day.
I just woke up and I’m already tired. But sleep is for the weak! I can nap on December 26th…and the 27th, and the 28th, and the 29th…