Holiday Break - Days 1 to 6
Today is the official hump-day of my break from work and I have spent it exactly how I wanted. Last week concluded with me finishing up two courses. Last year I doubled up on classes throughout the colder months, but the classes are a bit more intensive and require so much reading that it becomes difficult to breathe, let alone enjoy life after 200+ pages a week on ethics and HR management. Yes, I have maintained my A average and currently have a 3.912. Hoping once my Ethics grade posts, it moves up a skosh, but regardless, I got As for DAYS!
That may not seem fun, but there was also spades playing, whiskey drinking, trash talking, swimming, karaoke singing, shot drinking, swimming, road trippin' to Cincy, cookie eating, scrabble playing, beef carbonnade consuming, rhinegeist drinking, "My So Called Life" watching, sofa snorin' and sleeping, KRISPY KREMES, so. many. homemade. cookies. Every time I visit the Moeskers, I remember how much I miss my Mommy. Martha overheard me say I hadn't eaten since my swim, earlier that day, and she stopped in the middle of preparing our Christmas Eve feast to fix me a delicious sandwich, making sure to ask exactly what I wanted on it, and I had to stop myself from bursting into tears. It felt like my Mommy had wrapped me up in a hug in that exact moment. Needless to say that was the fuel I needed to Scrabble stomp SM without any hesitation. Take that "anus."
I rushed back home in time to spread some Christmas cheer to D before she drove back to Charlotte. Got Christmas hugs from Dorothy and Moni both and then proceeded to do nothing for the rest of the day. Binge watched The Little Drummer Girl, Travelers, and The First. Thought I'd swim yesterday, but really enjoyed doing nothing and going nowhere too much. Heading to the pool in a minute and then we'll see how much of this kitchen renovation I actually tackle over the next five days. Looking forward to a couple of social activities on the calendar this weekend. We'll see if my usual cold weather blahs keep me at home on my couch. I hope not. It's my first holiday with no family since Alex and Shannon moved to Texas. I try not to let the lonely drag me back into the rut I was in the last few years, but sometimes its so easy to slip back in for a night and just ignore the rest of the world. Which is why I'm going to finish writing this thank you card, drop it in the mail and get my ass into the pool before I start to slide.
That may not seem fun, but there was also spades playing, whiskey drinking, trash talking, swimming, karaoke singing, shot drinking, swimming, road trippin' to Cincy, cookie eating, scrabble playing, beef carbonnade consuming, rhinegeist drinking, "My So Called Life" watching, sofa snorin' and sleeping, KRISPY KREMES, so. many. homemade. cookies. Every time I visit the Moeskers, I remember how much I miss my Mommy. Martha overheard me say I hadn't eaten since my swim, earlier that day, and she stopped in the middle of preparing our Christmas Eve feast to fix me a delicious sandwich, making sure to ask exactly what I wanted on it, and I had to stop myself from bursting into tears. It felt like my Mommy had wrapped me up in a hug in that exact moment. Needless to say that was the fuel I needed to Scrabble stomp SM without any hesitation. Take that "anus."
I rushed back home in time to spread some Christmas cheer to D before she drove back to Charlotte. Got Christmas hugs from Dorothy and Moni both and then proceeded to do nothing for the rest of the day. Binge watched The Little Drummer Girl, Travelers, and The First. Thought I'd swim yesterday, but really enjoyed doing nothing and going nowhere too much. Heading to the pool in a minute and then we'll see how much of this kitchen renovation I actually tackle over the next five days. Looking forward to a couple of social activities on the calendar this weekend. We'll see if my usual cold weather blahs keep me at home on my couch. I hope not. It's my first holiday with no family since Alex and Shannon moved to Texas. I try not to let the lonely drag me back into the rut I was in the last few years, but sometimes its so easy to slip back in for a night and just ignore the rest of the world. Which is why I'm going to finish writing this thank you card, drop it in the mail and get my ass into the pool before I start to slide.