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I am so behind the 8-ball on everything. Work is insanely busy, why oh why, it’s the holidays, the students have departed for homes or beaches or ski slopes, this is supposed to be good time, my time, time to wrap up loose ends, complete projects, spend leftover collections budgets, eat colleagues’ home-baking all day, and enjoy 2 hour department lunches. No holiday cards have been dispatched, no gifts have been completed, no baking has been done, and yesterday I noticed that I was three days behind on cleaning out the cats’ litterbox. I have a day off next week and aside from having a general fixit guy over to inspect our crazy-little-house for broken stuff, I shall complete all the rest of it, yes, all of it, all at once, all in one day, so if you’re expecting a gift or card from me in the mail, or perhaps some gingersnaps or shortbread from my oven, this is my very elaborate and roundabout way of telling you that it’s all going to be a little late and that I am very sorry.