The thing I like about this blog (as opposed to my other blog) is that I feel like I can ramble aimlessly and no one cares. Because in my mind, there are, like, three of your reading this. Maybe only two.
Right.
So these past couple of weeks have been both trying and fun. As much as I'd love to be different, I'm working on accepting the fact that I do best when I am working within a routine.
The holidays are far from routine. Have you noticed? I'm kind of dying here.
Thankfully, Jack will return to school on Wednesday. I am off Monday, which makes up for having to work all day Tuesday. And then after that, well, after that it's Routineville USA around here, and I'll feel better.
I didn't feel like hanging out with anyone or doing anything that required effort, but I did want to leave the apartment for awhile, so I took myself out for Stupidy Movie Night. I chose a stupidy movie about which I wouldn't have to think and went to it. It was, as I predicted, totally stupidy, and I'm glad I went. They did try to make it sentimental and funny, and it was a good effort (nice try, filmmakers), but it still ended up being stupidy. And since stupidy was what I wanted, I was satisfied. Very nice.
Now what awaits me is my scrumptiously comfortable bed. I plan to fall right into it and burrow my head into the pillows. My alarm will ring a little early tomorrow (baby shower at 10am and it'll take me an hour to get there--GAH), but I think I'll manage. I might be nodding off by the time the new year is rung in, but I'll manage.
Goodnight, all three of you. Sweet dreams.
2005-12-31 - 12:29 a.m.
