Resting Time

Today has been crazier than a rat in a tin shithouse. I've written about million holiday cards and put different increments of money in them for every single maintenance/door person in the building. My bosses are scrambling around the office to finish things before they take very long vacations in very hot climates, one of the gifts I bought online isn't getting delivered in time for Christmas (sorry Lawyergirl) and I can't stop eating chocolate. Who wants to siphon whiskey into my mouth this evening?