I know it is odd to love inanimate objects. But I really, really love our Christmas tree. It's just so beautiful. And it smells so good. Every time I walk into the living room, that sweet, woody scent overtakes me. I even find myself feeling sorry that no one will be here in this house on Christmas day, to turn on its lights and admire it. OK, now that really is weird.
I'm not working tomorrow, so I plan on spending at least some of my day lying on the sofa, communing with my tree, eating the shortbreads I made at the weekend, and reading something inspiring.
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