Here we go into the great holiday trifecta where it's damn near impossible to actually practice "holiness". And instead we have to subject ourselves to attending, hosting, and buying for others.
Maybe I will treat myself on new years eve and get one of those tall boy malt liquors with the change left under my car seats and chug it to celebrate getting through another "holiday season". At 4 PM of course. And then take a long winter's nap.