Now that I can no longer complain about the vacation planning or the photo shoot because they’re complete, I’m haunted by the wistful feeling that I didn’t really make the most of those opportunities to complain. I’ve resolved to bring my “A” game to bemoaning the Christmas shopping, the tuxedo I need to rent, and all the holiday work parties. Will also have to redouble my efforts to make a bigger deal about people not turning off lights when they leave a room, or putting bowls on the top rack of the dishwasher when it should really be reserved for glasses.