Spending the holiday in my apartment hanging out. In the past I've always been the one to travel to another family members' house. The closest person I'm related to is over 200 miles and the next closest is another 300 miles on top of that. (This can happen when you live in Maine). This year, I'm just not up for it. I have really been trying to establish some stability and holiday travel does not fit in to that. Besides, I'm super broke anyway. I can't afford the travel let alone the gifts for everyone on the other end. My sister is all pissed off at me for not coming to her house, but oh well. I'm not going to let it get to me. I'm going to eat ice cream and do a marathon of Archer. That's my plan.