Today is my last day of work for 11 days. Woot! You know, there are people out there who probably had higher expectations of what I would do with my life. I was a bit of a bookish girl & enjoyed doing well in school. But my overall dislike of hard work overrode any niggling desire to Be Someone. And now is when that philosophy pays off – as a peon I don’t have to do any work when I’m not at work. Additionally, I don’t even have to think about work when I’m not at work. And my boss is off during the same timeframe, removing the remote possibility that he might contact me if he can’t find something.
We’ll be travelling over the holidays so my posting and reading of blogs might be spotty. Or it might not – I never really know. I was going to just take a blog break for the rest of December, but I fully intend to put poems in shops & post about them. And then there’s my P365 post. And I’ll probably want to post about something crazy my dad does. And then our annual Christmas poem needs to be shared. So really, I’ll probably have MORE posts instead of fewer. Isn’t THAT exciting!
I’ve been telling people that I’m mostly done shopping for Christmas. But that the list is in my head & I’m not entirely sure that I’ve remembered to get something for everyone. I don’t know why the list is in my head. It’s like I’m being disorganized on purpose so I can feel closer to my mom, who had a habit of hiding gifts where she couldn’t find them, or, one year, not putting names on the gifts, so sure she would remember whose was whose & then of course NOT remembering (boy was THAT a fun Christmas – my brother & I just dived in, unwrapping as fast as we could & throwing presents at each other).
Speaking of diving in, there’s a meme going around where a cat is blaming the creepy Elf on a Shelf for the Christmas tree being knocked over. Sometimes it’s not a cat or a creepy elf – sometimes it’s an eager girl who just wanted to see if that package in the back had her name on it…