I always get sad the day after Christmas. The tree and the dead wrapping paper and all the little ornaments and decorations just make me wish it was Christmas Eve all over again.
However, this year, December 26th is even sadder.
Because I start bar prep. TODAY.
I'm just trying to remind myself of my great Christmas this year to get through it. I got to spend time with Blond John and my family, and I got some great presents and (not to pat myself on the back or anything) I gave some great presents.
Plus, we had a white Christmas for the first time in forever!
[through the office window. don't mind the screen, guys]
For now, though, I have to go re-re-learn laws. I'm going to try my best to post about everything that isn't the bar exam. Happy things, like gumdrops and unicorns and moonbeans and kittens in sweaters. If I fail sometimes
because I know I will, don't hate me for it. It happens when you get up every morning and have a muffin, a cup of coffee, a Red Bull and a Vitamin Water and then spend all day staring at an old man talking about buyers in due course.
Related: I love muffins. Whoever decided that it was acceptable to eat cake for breakfast is alright in my book.
[I gotta take happy things where I can get them now]
So heeeeeere we go! Wish me luck :)