I go home SO soon. Five more sleeps. I have found a sitter for all my work dogs, but not my own dog. I have, however, found someone to look after my cat. I haven’t sent Christmas cards yet, but at least Perfect Husband bought some yesterday. We also trimmed the tree yesterday. Now all I need to do is finish buying gifts, get snow tires on the car, go to two different parties, pack, clean, and try and unearth my Christmas spirit.

In other news, Christmas cards have started arriving and Perfect Husband wants to know why my coworkers from 2006 all know how to spell his name correctly, but one of his own relatives does not. I cannot explain.