Movement
I always enjoy driving to work on New Years Morning because the streets are so empty and even the traffic lights seem hung-over. I took great delight in cheerfully greeting the PES staff over the phone. They thought it aberrant for one to be so perky after New Year's Eve, even though they know I don't drink. Just wait till they see the new Demotivational Calendar I ordered for them as a gift.
I've never been good at the traditional annual update letter. Instead, I think I will just give a present account of my process of parts.
The Wusband brought a friend from Europe and stayed with me for four days before flying off to Europe himself. This kicked up some things. Much things. I have two weeks to process said things before he returns and stays another two days solo before driving back up north. I will take that opportunity to process with him some essential elements of closure. He is trying to date another 22 year old who reminds him of me. This will fail. I'd like him to drop the quest to find my knock-off and go for something new.
The dreamscape has made a change that will require some deep meditation on my part. In addition to depicting my futures and those close to me, it is now including some end-of-the-world stuff. That's.... disturbing. I will make this the subject of my Fast this weekend, and ponder it at length.
The shiny brain has asked for some space so that he can process his current freaked-out-ness. I said yes. I have a lot of emotion about that. Put some of it in print and emailed it, and am now more content in the not-knowing.
There have been two deaths in the family this past year. The grief process is resolving fairly well.
Coren spawned again, resulting in a new nephew. And there was much rejoicing?
I will start writing again this month. I look forward to this. We will not be a ghost in our own life this year.
I will probably open a second facility this year. Slowly but surely, we will take over the County.
--Randir
I've never been good at the traditional annual update letter. Instead, I think I will just give a present account of my process of parts.
The Wusband brought a friend from Europe and stayed with me for four days before flying off to Europe himself. This kicked up some things. Much things. I have two weeks to process said things before he returns and stays another two days solo before driving back up north. I will take that opportunity to process with him some essential elements of closure. He is trying to date another 22 year old who reminds him of me. This will fail. I'd like him to drop the quest to find my knock-off and go for something new.
The dreamscape has made a change that will require some deep meditation on my part. In addition to depicting my futures and those close to me, it is now including some end-of-the-world stuff. That's.... disturbing. I will make this the subject of my Fast this weekend, and ponder it at length.
The shiny brain has asked for some space so that he can process his current freaked-out-ness. I said yes. I have a lot of emotion about that. Put some of it in print and emailed it, and am now more content in the not-knowing.
There have been two deaths in the family this past year. The grief process is resolving fairly well.
Coren spawned again, resulting in a new nephew. And there was much rejoicing?
I will start writing again this month. I look forward to this. We will not be a ghost in our own life this year.
I will probably open a second facility this year. Slowly but surely, we will take over the County.
--Randir