Well, it certainly feels like it. It is almost 80 degrees here and 14 days before Christmas. Not much chance of a White Christmas I fear. My broken ankle aside, it feels like Christmas is a fiction to some degree. Warm weather just makes me postpone the holiday mentally. I hope it cools down to an acceptable temperature soon.
In the meantime, we shop, celebrate, reflect and plan. My office is buzzing with deadlines. Custody issues complicate the holidays for so many. It really is a shame. People have such a hard time with a family cease fire. I truly don't see why we should expect world peace when two people who made a baby can't co-exist.
Well, I am back to dueling pens to counter another undeserved attack on a client. The pain pills don't dull this type of ache and pain. My ankle is the least of my problems.
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