The time has come. I'm leaving... on a jet plane. But I do know when I'll be back. That will be in January.
I decide to say F-it and do something different this year for Christmas and didn't even bother decorating or putting up a tree. Not that I decorate a lot any way but this year I look like a Scrooge. I'm not. I like Christmas but I'm not going to spend it at home this year.
To that end, I'm taking my travel enema bag but none of my preferred nozzles. Last thing I need at a customs checkpoint is show and tell in a non-native English speaking country.
So, so long until next year. Don't move while I'm away!