and there’s reason to believe, maybe this year will be better than the last.
Sine I was working roughly eighty hours a week all summer, I didn’t really feel like summer happened. It felt like I missed part of the year, and the next thing I knew I was eyeball to eyeball with the winter holidays. Usually I am wicked prepared for said holidays. I have my Yule candle ready to light, my presents are purchased and wrapped, the cards are off in the mail, and I am packing for whichever family’s place we are headed for.
This year, not so much. I was (for me) frantically last minute shopping the week before Christmas. I actually purchased my last present on christmas eve eve. Seriously.
Granted, G and I weren’t going to exchange gifts, but I found something super-cool minutes before he was going to meet me to get something to eat. So, I went back for it. And he liked it, and got me a cool gift, so all was well. Anyway, My cards and last package didn’t get sent until Wednesday night. Late Wednesday night. We didn’t go anywhere, because my request for time off was turned down. And I found my Yule candle on Thursday. (Yule was tuesday). So, a little behind. I did put the tree up, though since we were going to be home. I am enjoying having the tree up. It’s artificial (so far that tree has cost me $4 a year), 6 feet tall, and this year I believe we are up to 800 lights. I am a light freak, and add some each year. According to the directions, I should have 2-300 lights. Hmmmm….I just can’t imagine that. I also decided that next year, I want to have several trees, each with a different theme. In the office, it will be the Batman/Star Wars tree, the kitchen will be Coca-cola, the living room will stay the same and house the Wizard of Oz and Gone with the Wind, and I don’t know what the dining room and bedroom will be yet. A friend recommended an S&M tree for the bedroom. I haven’t eliminated that possibility.
There was a work party. It was fun. I apparently pissed off a co-worker’s girlfriend (who is also a co-worker) by dancing with him and five other people. In a circle. Not touching. Right. Pretty good time, despite that.
I managed to host a little get-together. I had accumulated some wine, so I invited a handful of ladies over to drink said wine. It was a wonderful evening. Low-key, with lots of good food and wine. I’ve been in such a funk, it was good to have some peeps over. It was also a good mix of people, and intimate, which was a nice break from all the hubub. I’ll have to do it again soon.
The next night was the big theatre party. I had to work until late, but I still managed to get all gussied up and go. I wore the dress that I chose and purchased for my friend Troll’s wedding. I love the dress, but it is very formal, so not a lot of chances to wear it. It was nice to get dressed up. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) I was told by more than one person that I looked just like the Princess Diaries. I’ve never seen the film, and even after looking at stills online, I don’t get it, but whatever. I had fun overall. The end of the night was weird, though. The brief version: I was drunk, BIL was drunk, pissiness ensued, I wanted to just get everything out on the tabe, he not so much, we had it out for a bit, a friend mediated, he eventually left, and she being the mediator that she is, drew out all this emotional crap that I have been holding onto. It was good to get the stuff out, it all happened that way for a reason, but it was a weird way for it to happen.
Worked a crapload. Can’t wait to not work retail anymore. It makes one dislike humans too much. Either that or all the bad seeds manage to find me. I’ll spare you the details. Suffice it to say, I can’t figure out how htese people manage to get out of their houses each day, much less find their way inside stores.
I am still pondering why it is necessary to keep covering Christmas classics and fucking them up. Hearing said songs over and over for over a month, I have had a lot of time to really grasp how awful these covers are. GAH!!
We celebrated Christmas eve with family that we rarely see. G’s grandmother, aunt, cousin and cousin’s SO. I was wary, but we had a very nice time. I think the wine, cheese and treats helped it along. Christmas day was super low key. I felt pretty crappy, so I lounged in my PJs all day. We had grand plans of going to Postle’s big bash, but even after several ibuprofen, I felt crappy. So, instead we watched Love Actually (my gift from my cat–he’s a hopless romantic), Big Fish and chilled.
And here we are, eyeball to eyeball with the new year. I feel like this last year was filled with a whole lotta nuthin.’ So, this next year has to offer more than nothing, right? But, that’s something else for a different day.