As I pulled into the driveway, I sighed. I'm home, it's Christmas Eve, and I am off work until Wednesday. I have to work 48 hours from Wednesday at 8 am until Saturday at 4 pm, and then I have a week off.
I'm home, that is all that matters. My shopping is done, the wrapping is done, I'm making a yummy casserole in the crockpot for breakfast and yummy treats tonight. We have no place to be tonight, just hanging out here with the Christmas tree and the naughty kitty who had the presents spread out all over the living room floor when I got home, and some need re-taping. But it doesn't matter, because it's Christmas Eve and I am home.