And the other countdowns go as follows: 7 days, 14 days, 18 days.
To Christmas, New Year's, and Blair coming home, respectively.
And then we need a new countdown. Ah well... I'm sure we'll think of something.
I was supposed to go Christmas shopping this morning, but I didn't get out of the house in time, and now there isn't time--I've got to work in 20 min. Tomorrow. Cast party, and then an Anne rehearsal, but in between, I'll have a couple of hours, and hopefully I'll be able to get most of the rest of my shopping finished.
And then I need to bake Christmas cookies. Not that I have anyone to bake for, really, since Becka leaves on Monday, and I'm not sure what Alex's plans are. But I'll take them to work or something (that was Adam's brilliant idea, last night at work). I just really feel like baking this year. Maybe I'll take some for Christmas dinner... although that's kind of pointless, since they're all the same recipes that my mom makes.
Huh. What a dilemma.
Haha. I'm such a dork. I really wish I had something interesting to say, but at the moment, I've got nothing. Absolutely nothing... and it's not such a bad thing.
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