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Post Christmas Reflections
The tree has been put away or discarded. The newly untangled lights start their year long re-tangling process. The plastic Rudolphs, Santas, Jesuses ( I admit I do not know the plural of Jesus.), and plates with Frosty on them are all put into their storage containers and forgotten about by everyone for another 11 months. Everyone except my wife.
Quote of the day
Me: “I wish I was Richard Branson.”
Wife: “Me too.”
Get your Freud on in the comments and interpret that. No really, do it.