Hello, November. It’s so good to see you again.
Well, November marks the start of my favorite time of year! Presents to make, friends to see, recipes to try, gatherings to plan, carols to… er, carol! All things I am eagerly looking forwards to. It is now through December 26th that I am at my best.
Then, of course, New Years Eve comes and goes, slapping me in the face and reminding me that another unproductive year has gone by. But that’s another tirade for another time.
Anyway, daylight savings time is kicking my ass. My brain is telling me it is almost one in the morning, while the clock is telling me otherwise. My body feels like it is made of lead, and the pain in my legs (muscles and joints) is damn near excruciating. Seeing as how it’s nearly midnight, I’ll cut this post short.
Catch you tomorrow, folks.
This stress of my grandfather being ill and the tensions in family is really getting me down during my favorite time of year. It has definitely painted my mood tonight. And to cope with the sadness, I present you with today’s top 5. The mopey Christmas edition.
1. “Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis” by Tom Waits
2. “Whatever Happened To Christmas?” by Aimee Mann
3. “Christmas Lights” by Coldplay
4. “All I Want For Christmas Is You” by Michael Bublé (Mariah Carey cover)
5. “Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas” by Sam Smith (first performed by Judy Garland)
Google Play Music listeners, click here.
Everyone else, here’s the playlist on YouTube. Goodnight.
Instead of dwelling on everything that went wrong today, I’m going to tell you about what went right.
- Little Man is okay after a trip to the hospital.
- His parents are relieved that nothing worse happened.
- A six year old is happy after using some crayons and imagination.
- My boyfriend and I are happy after a major carb binge at the end of a long day.
I put up some twinkle lights to cheer myself up. The lights on the tree are on and I’m curled up fighting sleep. Here’s hoping tomorrow is better. Goodnight, y’all.
My boyfriend had dental work done today.
The morning leading up to the dental visit was miserable. After waking up crying at 4 AM because of an acute sinus headache, I dragged myself out of bed around 8 or so. My boyfriend was soundly sleeping at the time; he didn’t have to wake up at 6:45 for work and took full advantage of the extra hours of sleep. I threw a pork roast into the slow cooker with some seasoning and tried to carry on with my morning despite the searing pain behind my eyes. Around 10 AM, I was gently shaken awake by my boyfriend and given coffee, yogurt, and a 15-minute warning to get out the door. Apparently I had fallen asleep on the couch without realizing it. I had every intention of taking advantage of the early hours and writing, but my body thought otherwise.
The dental visit came and went. One hour and several hundred dollars later, we were both pretty miserable.
Continue reading “Teeth // “Fast Car””
Black Friday typically marks the beginning of the Christmas-present-buying season, but on this Black Friday, I slept in until about 10 AM.
It’s not that I don’t want to grab up “hot items at unbeatable prices,” but because of my current financial situation, I just can’t. Since being fired in July, I’ve been making money here and there with my writing. Some days are more stressful than others with regard to the assignments I get, but for the most part, freelance writing isn’t a bad money-maker for the time being. It covers gas for my car and food for my belly. Unfortunately, that’s about all it covers. Christmas is less than a month away and each and every commercial on TV or ad on a website reminds me that I won’t be able to get my family and friends the kinds of gifts I would get them under normal circumstances.
Continue reading “Un[der]employment and Holiday Shopping // “If We Make It Through December””
It’s Thursday. Let’s change the tone of the week around.
I’ve been with my boyfriend since April, I think. I say “I think” because there was no discussion or ceremony around us becoming a couple. It just kind of happened, I guess. Our first date was mid-to-late April. Within a week, we were seeing each other at least once a week, increasing in frequency every week or so. By late May or early June, everyone assumed we were in a relationship based on how much time we were spending with each other. We didn’t bother correcting them. It was a natural progression of things. By the first week of July we were living together.
Our living conditions were quite comical in the beginning. We went from an air mattress to a mattress and box spring on the floor, to a mattress in a small child’s bedroom (as a result of “The Great Bathroom Flood of 2014”), to a queen-sized bed. An actual bed WITH a frame, courtesy of his mother. I guess it was the first time in our lives we had actual bedroom furniture. It was pretty neat. I made the bed every day and took pride in it.
After moving things around and hanging paintings and color-coordinating things and buying area rugs and throw pillows and all that nonsense, our place is finally something we can call a home. I do the cooking 95% of the time, he does the dishes 95% of the time, we take turns tackling messes, and we take turns buying groceries. We have a system that works pretty well. We argue about stuff. We unintentionally hurt each others’ feelings. We neglect each others’ needs sometimes. These things happen. We talk about it. We move on. It’s a good system, I think.
I was a tad impulsive and I bought our Christmas tree today; it’s a 4-foot tall, pre-lit artificial tree. It was a first for me. “Our tree” for our first Christmas together. I take holidays pretty seriously, I guess (because everything between Halloween and New Years day makes up my absolute favorite time of year). I’ve overcome with anxiety and excitement all at once. That anxiety is coming from a place of not knowing what to get him for Christmas, especially on limited funds. We’ve talked about it. He gave me the “I’ll be happy with whatever” stump speech that most men give. Still anxious.
Tomorrow we head west to spend the weekend with my boyfriend’s mother and her boyfriend. We’ll have an early Thanksgiving there. I’m kind of excited.
Ah, life is just happening. I get bogged down by the negative, sure. But there is so much good stuff happening every day. I guess I should open my eyes to it a little more.