It's raining hard enough that I can hear it on the roof. The Presents for the morning are all wrapped and the stockings filled. Katie has taken all the bulbs out of the candelabras That are in the upstairs front window. She has done this before, but the bulbs are not where she left them last time. The Weather Chanel is on, but they haven't shown me the maps I want to see. I want to change the sheets before bed, but I'm pooped.