More in the metaphorical sense.
The day after Christmas is always so weird, especially when you have to work. On one hand, the holiday-induced pressure is over, and you most likely have a bunch of new stuff. But the other, you're tired, have a messy house and can't yet bring up any other major holidays without seeming selfish and/or ungrateful.
Oh well. I'll survive.
Still craving yuletide cheer? Check out this list of Christmas sex positions. Re-gifting a tried-and-true package never felt so good.