I will be the pattern of all patience; I will say nothing.

It’s already feeling like December, and I love that December feeling. December means so many things.

Holidays.

Presents.

Dad’s birthday.

Going out.

Cooler weather.

Seeing my friends.

No work.

Shopping.

Sales.

Buying stuff.

Eating.

Then more shopping.

Clearing up the backlog.

Throwing out the crap.

Then shop some more as a reward.

I love December. And I love that it feels like December already.