And just in time for Christmas, amirite?
I’ve slowly returned from the abyss and am back to being my less-snitty-ass self once again.
Tree is up and decorated, presents are boughten and (mostly) wrapped, counting down the days until freedom (10) and eating cookies like they’re going out of style.
I’ve got a really nice life – I can do what I want, when I want and with whom I want (mostly just me, sometimes Duty, PJ and the Broganator). That’s pretty damn good.
And I know it.