Around here (in a deep dark, cold, snowy New England state), you drive to work on the 26th (because it's inhumane and most people go back to work the day after fecking CHRISTMAS day), and at the end of everyone's drive are their poor neglected and abandoned Christmas trees all done and dumped for the season. It makes me weep! I used to love that week between Christmas and new year when you can drink a G&T at 11am and nobody bats an eyelid, but these days I have totally lost all the spirit...literally.