Today was a beautiful day. We woke up early, went to church, watching people go in and out and in and out. I think, in a way, it was good that no one stayed, because the church was full to bursting with the people who did stay, and the people who didn't basically tripled that number.
I apologize if I'm not making sense.
We came home, opened our presents (a fountain pen, replacement ink cartridges [100!], cuticle oil, a book, and marzipan!), seriously some of the coolest presents ever.
Lunch was delicious— the usual Christmas feast, which I would describe, but I want to say that I'm really happy, despite the fact that there's a metaphorical hourglass in front of me and the pulverized egg shells are draining out of the top half into the bottom half, and I'm not sure if all the things I have to do will be done by the time that hour glass is empty.
But I have faith that I can do it.