Christmas is done. Tomorrow I'll box up all the Christmas stuff while Jadyn is at preschool. This act is usually one of the most depressing tasks of the season for me.
But not this year.
I'm excited. I'm ready. Ready for this year to be over. Ready to move on.
There's change in the wind. I can feel it. I can smell it.
I don't know what it is. But something is going to change. Something big. Something good.
And I'm so ready.