The excitement has ebbed. The presents have been opened. Good times and love and too much yummy food shared.

Lull.

Dishes done mostly, house mostly quiet, now an old Barenaked Ladies concert plays on the screen.

Lull.

The kids went home with their mom a while ago; I think they had a good Christmas. I think we all did, mostly.

Lull.

No lie though; if we were all still together, I’d welcome the lull a little more. We’d all wake up together tomorrow; as it is, I’ll seem them tomorrow night.

Hmm, this not so welcome lull. I’ll make the most of it; wind down; chill down; not be too down; I’ll see them soon.

Lull.