Okay SO Iâ€™ve neglected to mention (or maybe I did, actually, I probably did, but anyway) from Friday this week I have annual leave for TWO AND HALF MF WEEKS. Itâ€™s the first truly long break Iâ€™ve had in a really, really long time. And not only do I get to vacate my god damn office for this period of time, and all my god damn clients with their god damn annoying phone calls, I have it stacked full of fun plans plus plus. Like a trip to Brisbane to see Angela. Not Wagga Angela, UK Angela. Just in case anyone was wondering. And a trip to one of my favourite cities of all time, Melbourne. Including live music and wonderful restaurants and spending time with the boy. And time at home. Yes, Iâ€™m even looking forward to Wagga.
This Christmas is building itself up to be very good. No right way to say it â€“ Christmas in the last few years has been wholly awful. And itâ€™s no oneâ€™s fault â€“ sometimes bad feelings and bad situations just compound upon each other, and when you put 10 + people in a room who are too close to all the shit going on, itâ€™s only going to end badly. But this year, even with Dadâ€™s health and the oftentimes volatile sister club, I think itâ€™s going to be fun. Thereâ€™s a baby now, and that definitely helps. There are a lot of things to be thankful for. And for once, at least, right at this very second, everyone seems to be getting along. Theyâ€™re not BFF mind, but theyâ€™re being civil. And holy moly is that something to be thankful for.
The only truly annoying thing I have to do then is the Christmas shopping. There are no words to describe how much I dislike doing it, and the lengths Iâ€™ll go to avoid it. Which is why weâ€™re here on December 4, with Karen having bought a total of 3 books for gifts.