I spent Christmas Eve catching moths with Madame Ornata. And then, on Christmas day, I had free time.  And I thought to myself: “Wow, it’s Christmas, for once in my life I don’t have a to-do-list a mile long.  What would I really like to do to spoil myself?” So I put on my grubbiest clothes and took down the shower curtains. And there I was, on Christmas afternoon, down on my knees with a bucket of soapy water, scrubbing the shower curtains. And I was happy as can be.