Ah, the Crimbo spirit is departing after much merriment and laughter; I hope you had a wonderful day, or a bearable day if it’s not your thing. The conspicuous consumption eases as the year winds itself down once again. Left-overs, languid lassitude and bonhomie!
I call this the Nub of the Year: a stray Handful of Odd, days that are neither here nor ther…