Waking up alone, on Christmas Day

This is the first time in 8 years or so that I've woken up alone on Christmas day. Normally Santa stays the night, but he had to get back to the North Pole so I understand. (Hah).

We had Christmas Dinner last night, my dad, sister and her family, and my friend Courtney came over. Everyone left by about 9:00 or so, and I went to bed. We had a turkey, ham, mashed potatos, green bean casserole (stick of butter, yuck!), macaroni and cheese, gravy, rolls, cranberry mash, dressing, creamed corn, apple pie, pecan pie, two pumpkin pies, iced tea, etc... It's too much food. Dad insisted on all the side dishes, I would have been satisfied with a turkey, dressing, mashed potatos, green beans (without the stick of butter), gravy, and rolls, and one pie. Now I've got a fridge full of leftovers I have to figure out how to tackle and no room for any normal groceries! Augh.

Anyway, if i can just warm up enough to start moving I have a lot of work to do around here.