day to myself

I am fast becoming the worst blogger ever. Sorry for my lack of recent postings all, but I won't bore you with excuses.

As of early this afternoon, every single item was out of our old apartment and the whole place had been cleaned from top to bottom. We had accidentally left a few dishes there after our final move and clean-up yesterday, so I stopped by to pick them up after lunch with the Boyfriend. The place looked so tiny without all of our belongings stuffed inside, and I felt a little sad to be leaving for good, since I was partially leaving my independence behind, too. My parent's basement is great, but it's my parents' house and you don't feel nearly as independent hearing the floor speak as they walk overhead every day.

Regardless, I felt very calm and happy, seeing the entire place wiped clean of us ever having been there. It was strange, seeing it look exactly the same as the day we toured it: white, plain, empty, and clean. I felt refreshed in a way as I locked the door behind me for the last time.

I have the day off today, and I turned down a shift because I desperately needed some alone time to just relax and think. The holidays and moving were chaotic, as one would expect, but I now need to take some time to slow down before things get crazy again. On the 4th I started my winter course, and that same week I have two internship interviews to look forward to. Wish me luck!

I should probably be preparing for my busy schedule up ahead, but I need to just relax I think. Take a deep breath and maybe even a nap - clear my head for awhile. Unpacking of boxes, organizing it all, and minimizing my belongings can wait for another day or two.

Hope everyone's holidays were merry and bright. Let's bring on the new year!

well, holly-freakin'-jolly

*Sigh* I am finally done with my enormous stretch of day after day of work. Retail + The Holidays = Chaos and Exhaustion. Tomorrow, I plan to sleep in as long as humanly possible!

But now, time to vent. I found out last night that my little sister's boyfriend will be joining us for Christmas breakfast. At first, I didn't say anything, but the more I thought about it, the more it bothered me. She is 17 years old, a junior in high school, and she's been dating this kid maybe a few months. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with him, but I think it's kind of strange and inappropriate for him to be having Christmas breakfast with us. Christmas is a private family thing, in my opinion, and I think it's weird that she wants her boyfriend there.

Am I totally off my rocker here?

For a moment I think I might be hypocritical because my boyfriend will be joining us for Christmas and did last year, but we've been dating for two and a half years! He IS practically family at this point. I mean, come on, he lives in the basement with me!

So anyway, I tell my mom how I feel, not expecting much of anything. Maybe a hint of agreement, but I didn't expect her to uninvite him or anything. What's done is done. I just wanted to get my point across that I thought it was weird of her to want him there. It's family time.

My mom, in retaliation of my comments, thought this was the perfect time to say that everyone she tells about me and the Boyfriend moving into their basement thinks is super weird and super awkward, especially since we aren't married or anything.

Well holly-freakin'-jolly, Mom. Way to tell me that everyone you know thinks its crazy and inappropriate for me and the Boyfriend to be living in your house together. Gimme a freaking break.

So there's my holiday grumbling. On the flip side, I did make Christmas cookies with the Boyfriend and his sister today, which was a lot of fun. Oh, and we attempted to go snowmobiling tonight, too, but the wind and snow was so intense that we couldn't see much of anything and had to turn back. Oh well, another time!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!!