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Just a week and a day till Christmas! Am I ready? So NOT! I've been proofing two sets of galleys (typeset but still unbound version of a book) this week plus trying to finish a manuscript to have it done before Christmas, AND trying to finish the shopping...I've been waking up in the middle of the night feeling like I'm running a marathon with balls of fire at my heels. Yikes! I need a vacation. I need to do nothing and not feel guilty about it. I need Pajama Day. Huh? you ask? Pajama Day is my favorite unofficial holiday. It's the day after Christmas, when I sleep late, lounge around all day in a new set of preferably satin pj's, drinking mimosas, eating the fine chocolate somebody had better give me the day before (if they know what's good for them, lol), playing with the new gadgets that arrived under the tree (thanks, Santa!), watching new movies...you get the idea. It's sheer, hedonistic bliss after all the holiday runaround, and I HIGHLY recommend it. Especially the chocolate -- it's the new vitamin C.