The day after Christmas should be a nap day. It’s good to get supine (word of the day) and just contemplate nature. Or something. Don’t worry about returning gifts. You can do that at a later date. Early. When the store opens. So the clerks are not delirious.
Anyway, we had a good Long Island Christmas. No angst. Everyone was calm and bright exactly the way I suggested. Benevolent dictatorship here. Nice dinners, watched some of The “March of the Wooden Soldiers.” Regret that Laurel and Hardy are largely forgotten.