Third Day of Christmas

On the Third Day of Christmas, we started exercising again, exchanged a sweater for the right size, baked potatoes and picked up a roasted chicken, mailed a late gift, worked the jigsaw puzzle, secured the back door against high winds, listened to Adele again, consumed more caramels, took out more recycling, and invited three guys to play computer games and spend the night. I am not working.  I have a friend who chucks out her tree on the 26^th every year, but we keep ours until Epiphany, and I love how the holiday lingers in the disarray of scattered gifts and relaxed family life.