The past week feels like a blur, but what was I doing, really?
Playing with my new Xbox, soaking in the last moments with Joe’s parents before their journey back home, working a few shifts, relaxing and enjoying.
The dinner with all four parents went extremely well, by the way. So very happy about it!!! Whenever my lazy ass gathers the energy, there are all kinds of pictures to be posted on my spiffy new digital camera.
Joe and I both worked on New Years Eve until about 7PM; sounds like we got lucky, right? Time to par-tay! Stay up late! Watch that ball drop! Get our drink on!
Not when you’re both working the suicide shift at work the next morning. 5:30 AM to 9 PM. Oh yes, that’s right. Sixteen fabulous, fun-filled hours. (It was totally worth it, though, no matter how bad I wanted to crawl underneath the bar and take a snooze.)
Needless to say, we did not celebrate with friends on New Years Eve. Instead, we grabbed a 6 pack, each had one, and crawled into bed at 10:30. Midnight kiss a little premature, but it was fine by me. I woke up (briefly) at 12:01 anyway, from the booming of the fireworks and shouts outside our bedroom window, and all of the text messages that began flowing in.
We’ve been window shopping homes and taking each day as it comes.
My anxiety is getting easier to handle; it’s sort of like relearning to take things as they come – something I had no problem doing one month ago, but have had a problem with at several other points throughout my life. So, it’s just getting back in the ring, just like before. (Therapy continues to help.)
Joe is forming a new band with some friends, and I begin an 8-week writing course this Monday.
I welcome you, no matter how intimidating you may seem at times. Be kind to me.
I hope everyone is having an amazing 2012 so far.