After-Christmas-math
So, it wasn't the best of Christmases at my household this year. My mom's dog, Petey, died Christmas Eve morning. I woke to her screaming for Petey to breathe. RIP Petey.
Christmas itself was okay. My family can be a little harsh with each other without meaning to, but this year wasn't bad. I mean, my sister was a little waspish, since she'd been locked in her store the night before, and when she'd tried to leave, the alarm went off and the police came. But other than that, an okay Christmas (didn't get the coffee mugs I wanted, but whatever).
I was sick all Christmas. I went from balls-cold in Dallas to muggy and rainy in TC. As I left TC for Dallas today was when it got cold down there. And now I'm in Dallas and coughing and sneezing my lungs up. (Plus I have to be up early in the morning to get ready for the contractors to come and resurface my tub, which means I have to get the cats in their carriers and take them to my friend's house).
And then, at my second Christmas last night, my dad fell on his arthritic hip and bulging spinal disk and spent the night in a semi-paralysis. He's better now, but I was so mad when it happened!
And of course, the holidays are almost over, so I won't seem my family for a while. And I don't get anymore presents. And I'm stuck with the cats all by myself for the next week. And I have to go back to work. Me = not happy.
Oh well, my GPA is golden (or, you know, more golden than it was previously), my grades for the semester from hell are surprisingly astonishing, and I've got enough money in the bank to cover all of my bills this go-round. The holiday season may be over, but I'm in a good place.
I hope everyone else is, as well.
Christmas itself was okay. My family can be a little harsh with each other without meaning to, but this year wasn't bad. I mean, my sister was a little waspish, since she'd been locked in her store the night before, and when she'd tried to leave, the alarm went off and the police came. But other than that, an okay Christmas (didn't get the coffee mugs I wanted, but whatever).
I was sick all Christmas. I went from balls-cold in Dallas to muggy and rainy in TC. As I left TC for Dallas today was when it got cold down there. And now I'm in Dallas and coughing and sneezing my lungs up. (Plus I have to be up early in the morning to get ready for the contractors to come and resurface my tub, which means I have to get the cats in their carriers and take them to my friend's house).
And then, at my second Christmas last night, my dad fell on his arthritic hip and bulging spinal disk and spent the night in a semi-paralysis. He's better now, but I was so mad when it happened!
And of course, the holidays are almost over, so I won't seem my family for a while. And I don't get anymore presents. And I'm stuck with the cats all by myself for the next week. And I have to go back to work. Me = not happy.
Oh well, my GPA is golden (or, you know, more golden than it was previously), my grades for the semester from hell are surprisingly astonishing, and I've got enough money in the bank to cover all of my bills this go-round. The holiday season may be over, but I'm in a good place.
I hope everyone else is, as well.