But the glitter of the season has past. Visiting family has returned home. Presents have been opened, shared, and become part of the Zoo. Cookies have gone from "Don't eat those!" to "SOMEBODY EAT THESE!"
(I should clarify that statement: I don't bake. Bad things happen when I attempt to do so. The Asst. Zookeeper and the Heathens do all the baking at the Zoo.)
The calendar has flipped to January and the Heathens are back at school (other than the middle one that is currently ill).
This is the time of year that I start to panic. I'm a planner and a plotter, a list maker and a stacker of things that need done, taken care of, or dealt with in some manner. And at the beginning of the year, it dawns on me that it will be gone in a flash and I think of all that must be accomplished in the next 365 days - and I panic, because I can't possibly accomplish half of it, much less all.
However, this Sunday's comics made me laugh.
ONE EXTRA DAY! That's all I needed for this year to be successful. Just one day!
This comic strip is now on the refrigerator where I can see it every day. I guard my fridge space carefully as it is easy to lose things in clips and magnets - especially as I have Heathens that think EVERYTHING should be put there.
The Heathens have jokingly asked if I think one day is enough. My answer is, "I hope so."
Happy New Year from the Zoo.
