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It's a mrrrr kind of day. (mrrr is the generalized I don't wanna noise at our house) (I still find it funny when houses have names, but I also want an easy collective noun in my everyday life that doesn't require all the last names). One partner forgot one thing, a different partner forgot another, I canceled on volunteering to hang out with my niblings, but then my niblings were sick. I should get to the gym but I simply can't.
I had a lovely date with Light last night, seafood and driving around looking for holiday lights while drinking hot cocoa from Zing. I bought Boisterous another pair of cursing socks and a set of tiny sparrow-like candles (Abundance and I discussed recently how no one burns decorative candles, but there has to be a wick because no one would buy decorative small wax sculptures). I'd bought some for my aunt, had a hard time letting them go and so bought myself a set.
I'm trying to do holiday cards today, which is a joke, but maybe people will be entertained by receiving week-after-christmas cards.
There was a shirt at PAX that said something to the effect of "This is a cooperative game but I'm winning" and I sometimes feel that about, well, everything. That there's a win condition, and if I'm just patient enough or nice enough or giving enough or the house is clean enough or the dog is walked enough, or if I just try to be more reasonable than my metamours, there some way I win. Some way I prove my childhood wrong, some way I can hold my head up despite the whole academia thing . I don't know what I win, or when I win it or what winning looks like. And if that's my prime motivation I should probably figure it out.
I had a lovely date with Light last night, seafood and driving around looking for holiday lights while drinking hot cocoa from Zing. I bought Boisterous another pair of cursing socks and a set of tiny sparrow-like candles (Abundance and I discussed recently how no one burns decorative candles, but there has to be a wick because no one would buy decorative small wax sculptures). I'd bought some for my aunt, had a hard time letting them go and so bought myself a set.
I'm trying to do holiday cards today, which is a joke, but maybe people will be entertained by receiving week-after-christmas cards.
There was a shirt at PAX that said something to the effect of "This is a cooperative game but I'm winning" and I sometimes feel that about, well, everything. That there's a win condition, and if I'm just patient enough or nice enough or giving enough or the house is clean enough or the dog is walked enough, or if I just try to be more reasonable than my metamours, there some way I win. Some way I prove my childhood wrong, some way I can hold my head up despite the whole academia thing . I don't know what I win, or when I win it or what winning looks like. And if that's my prime motivation I should probably figure it out.
