Next Year I'll be the Wiser

In an effort to come home sane and without any pulled muscles next year, I wrote myself this note and tucked it in my wallet....for me to remember that no matter how glorious it still is to wake up to a Christmas tree piled with presents, lugging them all home 3/4 of the way across the country is painful and unnecessary. I'm too old. We don't need gifts. Or six dogs to 16 people in one house. So next year, let's pack the place full of family, bring them in from every corner of the world, but leave the furry friends out of the equation.