I haven't blogged in quite a while and it's been healthy.
Why:
I don't think as deeply. When I have tender moments that scream to be written down I just nod and absorb them in my thoughts, hopefully to retain them in my memory log book.
I just feel that sometimes its' good to think simple, pleasurable senseless thoughts. Don't you think?
However, let me try and summarize as succintly as possible the past few days:
My house is filled with paintings. I got one for Xmas, and then I got myself one, blew up two of mine and framed them and then I am finally closing my eyes to get my only original one framed. (for the same amount as the last time except the frame is wood as opposed to blue metal)
I didn't get the camera. I shall hopefully move that expenditure to the first week in January I have finally narrowed down my wants to the one I want.
I didn't use my Xmas bonus money to get the camera, I used it to pay my bills, and then just spent the rest on useless stuff yesterday. It's so ridiculous that I can spend a hundred dollars before noon. But I shan't try to dignify that with some reason, I was just stupid.
Xmas morning was gentle and meditative. I went to church which was surprisingly filled with old people, I suppose they were the only people who weren't at home opening presents. The service was somber, not rejuvenating at all, unlike back home, everyone is so garishly dressed and rejoicing. After the service, I drove myself and my presents to my sisters where we proceeded to open presents for over an hour. I didn't even take any pictures.
The high point was me taking a nap before dinner and waking up to find my 4 month old nephew cuddled up beside me. Just opening my eyes to see that vision of loveliness and peace with his eyes clasped so tight made the day feel so good.
Friday we drove up to Helen and sampled some wine. Nice journey to another end of town. My sister swore she must spend Xmas some place else next year, in home Xmas just does not cut it for her naymore. I seconded that.
Saturday we spent indoors mostly. me trying to watch Pirates of the Carribbean and nodding off each time, and by 9pm I finally called it a night.
On Xmas eve I finally had the nerve (brought upon by so much alcohol) to tell that guy that nothing was ever gonna happen between us. He was sweet about it and it kinda touched me for a second. I mentioned him or the issue of him to my sister and she concurred, yes, he is a scrub and no we do not need any of that.
I am back at work trying to update this thing for the umpteenth time without my boss walking in. Any errors excuse them.
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