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Dec. 9th, 2012 11:10 pmThere's a meme about years, and Delight gave me 32, and I keep almost writing an entry and then balking.
32 came with some neat things, including my lovely house. But 32 ended with the diagnosis of being BRCA positive, and I don't know how to write around that. It was a year, I made some decisions, one of them was almost certainly a really good decision, with a really crappy aftermath.
Today was an awesome day. I'm something like seventeen times calmer in my skin when we see Hips and Hands on a regular basis. Light and I picked out my fancy, fancy holiday/birthday present, which will be a gorgeous necklace from Jade Moran. I'm in possession of a lot of Taza Chocolate. I'm 90% done holiday shopping and hopefully this week we'll acquire a tree, the rest of the presents, and I'll figure out how to back and hang these goddamn santa ornaments and the next big push is holiday cards.
I'm working on how to think of this December without comparing it to last December, ways to think of a retrospective post that has more substance to it than simply a list of the names I've called the end results of my reconstructive surgery.
And now, having shown my awesome underwear off to the aforementioned Hips and Hands, I think I'll go browse the internets for fancy panties. (I don't normally like the word panties, but pairing it with the word fancy cracks me up.)
32 came with some neat things, including my lovely house. But 32 ended with the diagnosis of being BRCA positive, and I don't know how to write around that. It was a year, I made some decisions, one of them was almost certainly a really good decision, with a really crappy aftermath.
Today was an awesome day. I'm something like seventeen times calmer in my skin when we see Hips and Hands on a regular basis. Light and I picked out my fancy, fancy holiday/birthday present, which will be a gorgeous necklace from Jade Moran. I'm in possession of a lot of Taza Chocolate. I'm 90% done holiday shopping and hopefully this week we'll acquire a tree, the rest of the presents, and I'll figure out how to back and hang these goddamn santa ornaments and the next big push is holiday cards.
I'm working on how to think of this December without comparing it to last December, ways to think of a retrospective post that has more substance to it than simply a list of the names I've called the end results of my reconstructive surgery.
And now, having shown my awesome underwear off to the aforementioned Hips and Hands, I think I'll go browse the internets for fancy panties. (I don't normally like the word panties, but pairing it with the word fancy cracks me up.)
