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The Death Of Christmas: I worked today, stopped at the store to buy some groceries, and then came home. Christmas had died in my absence, and I was entering a crime scene. It felt awful and empty. It'll take a while to get used to the new reality. My wife killed Christmas. It hurts. She seemed unfazed by her heinous deed. On the bright side, it may not take a month for her to get it all put away.

Run The Year: I ran 3.5 miles for the first run of the year, January 1st. My wife ran 3.5 as well. We're off to a pretty good start. We'll need a lot more. 2,012 miles left to go! I'm pumped!

Present Situation: I'm getting this note business out of the way BEFORE putting the kids to bed, which is a nice change. After bedtime, I'm going to enjoy some chatting with my wife and some TV time. No work tomorrow = an itsy bitsy slightly later bedtime but, hopefully, not by much. We'll see where the night takes things! We need to finish watching the movie Game Night, finish the Jason Momoa SNL episode, and I want to show her a YouTube video that's got me thinking. No time like the present. That word—present... Goodbye Christmas. *Sob* See you next later this year.

The horror! The horror!

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