purlingswine

The post-Thanksgiving stupor extends to the dogs.

Both girls are on the road back to their respective campuses.  All the other company (three of D#1's friends) have also cleared out.  The first of many loads of laundry is in the machine and the bathrooms have all been re-scrubbed.  Only the vacuum tango remains. 

And then I can join Bridget on the couch!