Tonight I went out to a pub with a bunch of girls from work [+ Dylan], and it was lovely just to spend time together, laughing, remembering, just generally relaxing and enjoying the fact that it's Christmas Eve. I've worked 45 hours in the last 5 days, but right now, I'm just so excited that it's less than 45 minutes until Christmas Day. I must have looked like a deranged elf this afternoon at work, between the santa hat and tinsel train, but what the hell. This IS the festive season. However, I think I'm equally excited by the fact that I have a day off tomorrow :P
last hour of work = dancing admist the christmas trees and silver decorations. Wearing a long purple realm of tinsel, wrapped around my shoulders like a feather boa, floating, singing, counting down the minutes, and it finally feels like Christmas. And it's funny how taking down the Christmas decorations at work and putting up the Sale signs can make it feel like the holiday season at last.