It’s Over

Finally, Christmas is over. We never did decorate. First time in 30 years.

Well, I think Mom had decorated when she was pregnant. I never really asked.

Everyone liked their gifts. Hopefully the people who received Dyeabolical soap buy more from her in the future.

I was thoroughly spoiled rotten. Candy; fuzzy socks; Eeyore jim-jams (seriously, no one buy me anymore pajamas ever. I have more than enough); candles; YARN (thanks Uncle Jim); and cable, apparently.

I took today off work (and woke up at 7:30). I plan on making cinnamon rolls, watching tv and knitting. Hopefully now everything will go back to normal, and maybe I can get out of whatever weird funk I’m in.

I hope you guys all made it through the holiday in one piece.


Burn Out Update

I know I have been pretty quiet lately. Not as quiet as Emilie, who hasn’t blogged in like five months, but still.

I guess I’m still burnt out from last month.

I was all set to do a winter bucket list, but I’m just not in the mood. We haven’t even decorated for Christmas. I’m still knitting away at Christmas gifts, but that’s it. I’m not even listening to Christmas music.

I’m just tired, I guess. I’m not really interested in anything.

I’m sure I’ll come around at some point.

It’s December

How the hell did that happen?

I remember making apocalypse jokes from last year!

I can’t believe how fast this year has gone. It’s nuts. And I know every year everyone says it, but this year has really moved for me. I just can’t believe it. At Thanksgiving, I marveled at Alex, because the last time I saw him Catherine was still pregnant.

At least now I can get into the holiday spirit. I worked at Hallmark for five years. They start selling Christmas ornaments in July. That kind of kills the holiday for you. So now for me, holiday anything starts December first and comes down January first. Now I can put up holiday decor and start listening to Christmas music.

It still kills me that in one month I’ll be 31 and we’ll be in 2014. The fuck?