holiday vacation.
Just the other day, I booked tickets to NYC. December 14th through January 5th, which wasn't really how long I'd originally intended to stay, but ticket prices being what they are, those were the dates I could get on sale.
I'm glad I'm going. I've been missing New York. I feel like a lot of friends have moved back there, and I keep feeling a little left out, honestly. I miss knowing my city completely, even if I'm really starting to get to know SF and how to get around. I miss my dog, and I was desperate to get back to her and spend some time with her, with impending old age and all that. And it'll be nice to experience a little actual winter, which seems like a ridiculous thing to say, but I've been missing snow. Maybe if I get lucky. I'm hoping that such a long trip will end up being okay; seeing my mom for eight days in October was rough, but then again, she was on my turf. But mostly it's just been hard to be so pissed off at her and not really be able to talk to her about it. I'm also hoping that this'll cure me of missing New York for a while, and that I'll be able to come back to SF and feel like I'm home again.
I feel bad for my dad. I mentioned how I felt about missing NY, and how I felt a little left out, and I think it made him sad. He keeps joking not-so-nonchalantly about how I'll visit and end up never coming back. I've really enjoyed the time we've had together recently. He'll always be difficult, because he's my dad, but throughout the divorce shit, I've grown a lot closer to him than ever before. It means a lot to me to have family nearby, someone whose house I can go over to and hang out for a couple of days and not feel like I'm intruding. Especially since he and my mom are really the only family I have.
Speaking of which, big news! After two and a half fucking years, my parents are now officially divorced. Papers filed and processed and everything. Apparently my mom's lawyer took two months vacation after they signed the papers and didn't file them until October or something. Great.
Anyway, yeah. New York in two weeks. See you there.
I'm glad I'm going. I've been missing New York. I feel like a lot of friends have moved back there, and I keep feeling a little left out, honestly. I miss knowing my city completely, even if I'm really starting to get to know SF and how to get around. I miss my dog, and I was desperate to get back to her and spend some time with her, with impending old age and all that. And it'll be nice to experience a little actual winter, which seems like a ridiculous thing to say, but I've been missing snow. Maybe if I get lucky. I'm hoping that such a long trip will end up being okay; seeing my mom for eight days in October was rough, but then again, she was on my turf. But mostly it's just been hard to be so pissed off at her and not really be able to talk to her about it. I'm also hoping that this'll cure me of missing New York for a while, and that I'll be able to come back to SF and feel like I'm home again.
I feel bad for my dad. I mentioned how I felt about missing NY, and how I felt a little left out, and I think it made him sad. He keeps joking not-so-nonchalantly about how I'll visit and end up never coming back. I've really enjoyed the time we've had together recently. He'll always be difficult, because he's my dad, but throughout the divorce shit, I've grown a lot closer to him than ever before. It means a lot to me to have family nearby, someone whose house I can go over to and hang out for a couple of days and not feel like I'm intruding. Especially since he and my mom are really the only family I have.
Speaking of which, big news! After two and a half fucking years, my parents are now officially divorced. Papers filed and processed and everything. Apparently my mom's lawyer took two months vacation after they signed the papers and didn't file them until October or something. Great.
Anyway, yeah. New York in two weeks. See you there.