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I ate too much stuffing. I ate too much pie. I took too many naps, read too many novels, and didn't get too much accomplished. I had too much fun lazing around the house and spending time with my family, and I probably logged too many hours in my pyjamas. I drank too much coffee (but it tasted too good!) and hopefully I won't regret it too much for the rest of the week. The evening is flying by too quickly, and I really don't feel like folding too much laundry. I have a feeling I won't be too happy when I have to drag my butt out of bed in the morning and prepare to face the work week. Holiday weekends are always over too soon!