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December

Good morning and welcome to December. Ugh. If I were looking on the bright side I’d say something like, one day closer to spring… but we haven’t even hit winter yet. December sucks.

Thanksgiving Part Two was a huge success. Dinner was fabulous, thanks to my wife. The xmas decorations are all up. I plugged in the lights on the outside of the house (that I never took down after last year) and a couple of short strands are out. I’ll have to figure out what to do about that. We had the annual Muppets Christmas Carol viewing. We did not manage to get a watch of Elf in, but maybe we save that for xmas eve?

Our kids are still here. They are both going back to Vermont today. One is going after breakfast, the other after dinner-ish. I love every second we can get with them here. I selfishly hate to see them leave but we are actually going to see them again next week. There’s something huge brewing in Bellana’s world and next weekend is when it hits. We’ll be there for it.

Until then, tomorrow I go back to work after a glorious five day weekend and I am sad about that. What can you do. I’ll be in the office which is making it feel worse, but oh well.

December is here. I put it off for as long as possible. Oh well, what can you do.

Impending Doom

The last post talked about trusting my instincts. A big part of me is wishing I hadn’t written that because for most of this morning my instinct has been telling me that today is going to be a really shitty day.

Why?

I don’t know.

It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I am working in the office. The office alone sort of points to a bad day, but it’s more than that. In the United States, the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally the busiest travel day of the year. Everyone in the country hits the road on this day each year. I expected my morning commute to be an absolute nightmare. Add to the expected gridlock that it was pouring rain outside and it would be safe to assume that the traffic would be a gridlocked nightmare times 10. Nope. There was no traffic at all. Everyone drove a little slower than the speed limit thanks to the rain, but I never had to hit the breaks once over the entire 40-something mile drive. You would think that would ease my sense of impending doom, but nope. Somehow it made it worse.

Today should be a quiet day at work. If the office is anything to go by, it’s dead as can be here. I only see two other people and they both work for me. Weird. I should be feeling optimistic and excited about the coming holiday weekend, but instead I am just dreading everything. Once I get home tonight and see my beloved bride again, I will start feeling really good about the weekend, but until then?

It’s going to be a long, sucky, painful day.

83/365
83/365

Stay the Course Don’t Give In

No, this post isn’t about my stupid personal Facebook ban, though you might think so based on the title.

I watched a bunch of film photography vlogs on YouTube tonight. Now I know I said I was putting film photography silliness on hold until around Thanksgiving* but I super want to get a bunch of rolls of cheap black and white film and load it into dad’s Pentax and throw his zoom lens on (because I’ve yet to really use it) and go out shooting film!

No, Robert! Fight the urge! Fight the urge!

*For the first time since I was hired in 2004, I do not have the day after Thanksgiving off this year. I’ll put in for PTO if no one from my staff puts in first. The four day Thanksgiving weekend is literally my favorite holiday of the year. I wonder if Thanksgiving will be weird this year, due to having a mangled stomach and rewired intestines. We will see.

Thanksgiving Weekend

Thanksgiving weekend has finally arrived. My favorite of all the long weekends. Sure Covid has destroyed it, but at least they can’t take it away from us completely.

Today is the first day we spent with my step daughter who is home from college. She’s going to spend the rest of the long weekend at her dad’s because that’s just the way the calendar worked out. Still, I am so glad she’s here.

We are doing a zoom Thanksgiving tomorrow with my side of the family. I don’t think my step kids will be available, but I hope we can sneak them in for a few minutes at least.

Thanksgiving is pretty much my favorite holiday. It’s going to take more than a global pandemic and a worldwide quarantine and the end of American democracy to ruin it for me. Damn right.

The Worst Day of the Year

Hello, and welcome to the worst day of the year. At least from my point of view.

We just completed the best weekend of the entire year. Four days. Thanksgiving. Nothing but time spent with the family. A great time was had by all. What a fantastic weekend!!

And then today…

Reality.

Urgh.

The worst of all bad Mondays. Today. It’s here. Yippee and all that happy crappy.

The kids disagreed with me. They feel that the first day back after Christmas vacation is the worst day of the year. If I still had a Christmas vacation I would agree, but I don’t. That leaves the return to work following the four day weekend as the worst day of the year for me.

I got caught up on The Walking Dead this morning. Now what. George Romero, the king of the zombie genre, has referred to The Walking Dead as just a soap opera that happens to have zombies in it. There was one character who you know is gone… but in soap opera terms… you never actually saw him go, although it was greatly implied. Is there a soap opera-esque resurrection in the show’s future? Maybe if the ratings dip? I don’t know. TV makes me cynical.

Now that NaSoAlMo is over, and The Walking Dead is on mid-season hiatus, I can do things like read books and watch hockey games again. It’s weird to have so much free time again! WOOHOO