The Return to Normal

(Or at least what resembles normal around here.)

For me, the end of the calendar year (the two weeks or so from Christmas Eve to the first non-holiday week of the new year) always feels strange. Time gets distorted during this period, and I never really know exactly what day of the week it is. Which offers a kind of freedom, I suppose.

After the bustle of December, so far January has been relatively r…