Napping.
Eating.
Loving.
Relaxing.
Pouring through every sales flyer stuffing today's paper to catalog all of the things I'm going to try and buy tomorrow and mapping out my shopping route because the obesession with Christmas has reached threat level red don't get too close to me or you will have a santa hat shoved on your head and a bow tied around...something.
And this? Is all mine, bitches. Alllllll mine.
Hope you had a good one.
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