...if the Fates allow...
I... love... Christmas. This year was a pretty special one, full of stress but also with good things. It was so different from other years.... I hardly spent any time at the mall, which was a gift in itself. It's a pain in the ass to make presents yourself (it's been over a month of "I'm going to knit one more row, and I'm going to bed! Maybe one more row after that, and I'm going to bed. Just one more.... maybe two.... then I'm really going to bed"), but it's so worth it in the end. Also, for the second year in a row, it was not the Christmas I grew up with. My aunt and uncle are moving into some kind of retirement home, so Christmases there are no more - but I can't complain about having to spend a holiday at my cousin's gorgeous, brand new cabin on Conesus Lake (except when I have to drive there in the dark). And not making my family gathering the one and only stop of the day....... what can I say about that.... I don't know how other couples do this year after year. For me, this time wasn't quite so bad, because I had the whole "we're in this together" mentality going, but man, the stress, the stress. New territory, to be sure. But not necessarily bad territory.
I'm having Christmas with my mom and my aunt right after work, since we didn't do our presents with the rest of the family on Monday. I'm glad it's still Christmas (that's right, still Christmas), and who doesn't love presents? but I'm pretty happy with what I have right now, and I don't need much more. The two things I've been wanting most lately, I have - an iPod and a pet rat. By the way, anyone who is not aware that rats are the cutest, sweetest things on the planet needs to come meet mine. She's no dog, but next to Buster, she's turning out to be the best pet I've ever had, and I'm really glad I got her.
I'm going to keep going, because I'm bored out of my mind here. I'm getting hungry, too, and I would wander down to the vending machine to combat both of those problems, but I forgot my work ID this morning. I could go get a temporary, but I've done that so many times, and I don't want to get that "you again?" look from the people downstairs. I also don't want to get stuck waiting for someone to let me in, or to get a nastygram from the security people who really watch those cameras like a hawk. Apparently you get reprimanding e-mails if you do awful things like keeping your ID in your purse and holding your purse up to the sensor instead of taking it out and scanning it. Crazy corporation, stop watching me.
I would have remembered my card this morning if I hadn't managed to sleep in this morning. I was two and a half hours late, and no one cared. Still have to use vacation time to cover it, though.
Well, Christine, one of these nights, we will make it to the Roost. Now that my life no longer revolves around knitting and drawing, I have a lot more time.
Now can I please go home? Hilary Duff and Clay Aiken are lonely on there, and they want their friends Britney, Christina, and *NSync to join them.
I'm having Christmas with my mom and my aunt right after work, since we didn't do our presents with the rest of the family on Monday. I'm glad it's still Christmas (that's right, still Christmas), and who doesn't love presents? but I'm pretty happy with what I have right now, and I don't need much more. The two things I've been wanting most lately, I have - an iPod and a pet rat. By the way, anyone who is not aware that rats are the cutest, sweetest things on the planet needs to come meet mine. She's no dog, but next to Buster, she's turning out to be the best pet I've ever had, and I'm really glad I got her.
I'm going to keep going, because I'm bored out of my mind here. I'm getting hungry, too, and I would wander down to the vending machine to combat both of those problems, but I forgot my work ID this morning. I could go get a temporary, but I've done that so many times, and I don't want to get that "you again?" look from the people downstairs. I also don't want to get stuck waiting for someone to let me in, or to get a nastygram from the security people who really watch those cameras like a hawk. Apparently you get reprimanding e-mails if you do awful things like keeping your ID in your purse and holding your purse up to the sensor instead of taking it out and scanning it. Crazy corporation, stop watching me.
I would have remembered my card this morning if I hadn't managed to sleep in this morning. I was two and a half hours late, and no one cared. Still have to use vacation time to cover it, though.
Well, Christine, one of these nights, we will make it to the Roost. Now that my life no longer revolves around knitting and drawing, I have a lot more time.
Now can I please go home? Hilary Duff and Clay Aiken are lonely on there, and they want their friends Britney, Christina, and *NSync to join them.
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