People.

I’m sitting here. Alone. In my quiet, calm house.

Correction : in my silent house.

It is a beautiful, beautiful thing. This silence and aloneness.

Quite possibly, it’s the best gift The BF could have given me this holiday season. In case you’re wondering — he and Brother, and a couple good friends are at a Native American ceremony for the night.

I was all too happy to encourage them to go. Whatever it takes to get some me-time, right?

FoH’s been asleep for just about two hours — we had a late dinner with The BF’s family, where upon I didn’t have it in me to tell him no to his third sugar cookie request {with extra icing} — hey, it is New Year’s Eve, People.

Living it up over here.

What a wonderful, beautiful way to ring in The New Year.