Yuletide Rantings!
So, here I am at work. I have 30 minutes until my day is over. I have stamped all the invoices that came in, Archived over 6 months worth of files, double-checked invoices, and still have 30 minutes left. Okay, I did work through my lunch hour, so this half-hour can be construed as killing overtime, but hey, get off my back! I work hard …sort of. Oh, hush up. No one asked you.
My current position is in Accounts Payable at US Homes. And, as much as I’m afraid to admit it, I really like it here. The people are great, the work is easy and the pay is decent. Now, all I have to do is convince them to keep me. It’s the most enjoyable $11.50 an hour I’ve ever made.
Other than that, nothing’s really changed. I will be 24 in about 10 days. In less than a fortnight, I will be in the beginning for my “mid-twenties”. Oy. What have I accomplished? I dunno.
My folks are set on heading to Texas. They will put the house on the market the week after the Super Bowl. So estimated time of departure for them is March/April. I have a decision to make by then. Do I stay here in Vegas, where I’m really not too thrilled to be? Do I head north? Seattle? Toronto? Do I head east? Chicago? New York? Or do I go back to Cali? I’ve really been toying with going back. I would feel more at home, comfortable. But would I be giving up? Will moving back to CA mean that I have failed out here? Thus my turmoil.
It’s the holidays and we’re having company. “The Republican” is coming for Christmas. He’ll be here from the 23rd to the 28th. AAAAHHHHH! 5 days of Fox News and my Dad being a jackass. Merry fuckin’ Christmas! I’m so thrilled. I mean, can’t you tell??
The good thing is I get to spend Christmas with my guy. I have done what was once thought impossible, I have a relationship on a HOLIDAY!! Wahoo! I did it!! Hot damn! This relationship has been, well, lifesaving really. He makes me feel like it’s not the end of the world. That everything will be okay, and that I am beautiful and lovable. Best 3 months of my life. Hopefully, I won’t fuck it up. GOD, PLEASE DON’T LET ME SCREW THIS UP!!
BTW, nothing’s more fun than Late Night Bowling with friends, old and new. Even better if you’re the sober one.
Adeste Fideles! Joyous Noel! All My Love, Darlings!
My current position is in Accounts Payable at US Homes. And, as much as I’m afraid to admit it, I really like it here. The people are great, the work is easy and the pay is decent. Now, all I have to do is convince them to keep me. It’s the most enjoyable $11.50 an hour I’ve ever made.
Other than that, nothing’s really changed. I will be 24 in about 10 days. In less than a fortnight, I will be in the beginning for my “mid-twenties”. Oy. What have I accomplished? I dunno.
My folks are set on heading to Texas. They will put the house on the market the week after the Super Bowl. So estimated time of departure for them is March/April. I have a decision to make by then. Do I stay here in Vegas, where I’m really not too thrilled to be? Do I head north? Seattle? Toronto? Do I head east? Chicago? New York? Or do I go back to Cali? I’ve really been toying with going back. I would feel more at home, comfortable. But would I be giving up? Will moving back to CA mean that I have failed out here? Thus my turmoil.
It’s the holidays and we’re having company. “The Republican” is coming for Christmas. He’ll be here from the 23rd to the 28th. AAAAHHHHH! 5 days of Fox News and my Dad being a jackass. Merry fuckin’ Christmas! I’m so thrilled. I mean, can’t you tell??
The good thing is I get to spend Christmas with my guy. I have done what was once thought impossible, I have a relationship on a HOLIDAY!! Wahoo! I did it!! Hot damn! This relationship has been, well, lifesaving really. He makes me feel like it’s not the end of the world. That everything will be okay, and that I am beautiful and lovable. Best 3 months of my life. Hopefully, I won’t fuck it up. GOD, PLEASE DON’T LET ME SCREW THIS UP!!
BTW, nothing’s more fun than Late Night Bowling with friends, old and new. Even better if you’re the sober one.
Adeste Fideles! Joyous Noel! All My Love, Darlings!