Butterfly and I wrapped presents, that was nice, and did some gift trades (including most of the roommate stuff, though there's a little "welcome home" pile for our next roommate), gave Whines and Maus and Sam their presents, and did the 39th street trail of lights. So, yay, christmas cheer. But it's not so much that I'm out of energy, it's that I can't see pausing to breath much today.
Tomorrow, the only thing I really have to do is return one of my sister's presents, and stop by Central Market, which (explitive deleted) I'm not quite sure how I'm going to do these things without Butterfly's car, but we'll find a way. Maybe she'll be willing to come to those two places with me, if I keep the list short, but after Thursday she's probably going to want to go to her home-home, where her parents are.
Monday I'm going to rest. I have told my office in friendly but unmistakable terms that I don't want to come in on that one day, at least. No holidays, no service, no family, just some time to finally chill.