Unfinished things, spoils and debris

There are so many things I'm trying to get right, but can't.  Here's one of them:

I'm feeling the fear of the imminent return to form of a punishing routine.  I want to gather all of the Christmas and New Year debris and spoils and put them in a pile and hold them tightly, lest such comfort and I get parted and sent in different directions.

But I'll take a picture of them and put them here instead:

Ah, that's better.