time is running out; so say all the junk mail articles in my inbox and my mailbox. I'm not giving into stress, though. I think my gifts are all in their hiding spot waiting to be wrapped. D and L are out to buy the tree (no, we don't put it up until the last minute) so I'm putting the finishing touches on my copy editing.
Thinking about two friends who are (separately) in the beginning stages of both a divorce and a love affair . . .