December 7th. All bets are off. No one is going to go on at me for playing Christmas music, leaving boxes of decorations lying around in wait of being put up, or doing my Christmas baking. No one. It's firmly December now and I'm going to enjoy it before post-Christmas blues set in prematurely due to over-excitement or shop stress. I'm going to burn scented candles, dress things up with ribbons and twine, and stick tiny gift bows everywhere. In fact, I've already started.