I might get one or two small things done today, but I think I'm going to mostly have to chalk this day up to continuing the post-Christmas, pre-New Year's holiday clean-up, and just accept the small gnawing sense of should-be-working-irritation in the back of my brain.
It's okay, Mary Anne. There's nothing that actually HAS to get done on December 28th, as opposed to December 29th. Relax. Read a book.