#1 Son is already off to the airport. For some reason he wants to go back to Massachusetts*. The Missus is at work, and is taking #2 Son to help move the heavy stuff while they do inventory. $8/hr for the lad, which has him decently excited. And so I'll have the day all to myself.
I'll probably head to the outlets, braving the Boxing Day crowds. Seems someone likes the taste of shoe, and I don't have any nice shoes for work anymore.
* Actually it's a good reason - his friends are there for the holidays, back from college. They're good friends, and we're glad he's going to see him. Rather a pricy Christmas present, but tempus fugit.