I left work and headed to the big city to try and finish my Christmas shopping. So ok, it's not a huge city, and you are right - I didn't get finished. But I did manage to make myself wicked tired and I think I only have things to buy for B. That's it. No one else. Yep...It's 12 days before Christmas and I'm not panicking. How to heck did that happen?
I had to take stuff back at each stop along the way. I think waiting in line to return something is more tiring then waiting in line to buy stuff. Not sure why, just my observation.
And here's a random remark...I'm watching the Biggest Loser finale and some dude had lost like 151 pounds...that's like a whole person!
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