I know "the most wonderful time of the year" is supposed to be Christmas, according to the song. But as a reader, I must disagree. For me, the days after Christmas, when everything is calmer, more sedate, and quieter are far superior. There is no more rushing to beat the clock for all the holiday shopping, cooking, or decorating. The expectations are eased. All that was to happen has already happened so now I can coast into this magical week between Boxing Day and New Year's