Party Down

Regrets come after the tree crashes down.

Regrets come after the tree crashes down.

I’m tired, Christmas is over, and I’ve got work tomorrow. That’s life after all the celebrations. I don’t know about you guys, but imbibing too much eggnog and sugary treats has its comeuppance the next day. I just want to sleep until next Christmas, but I guess it’s time to get ready for the New Year’s.