spryng | (no subject)

Better today. Much better. Still have a headache, but it doesn't bother me as much. And today I had my first feeling of joy for winter. It's coming, and soon. This weekend it might even snow. And a week from then it'll be the darkest day, but then it will get brighter. Mmm, sun. I had a dream last night where the sun came out and I got a burn. Certainly not wishful thinking at all.

Mm, but yes, for Saturday:
"Low: 30 °F RealFeel®: 23 °F
Cold with snow at times, accumulating an inch or two"

Brr! I want it so badly - I want to go out and dance in the snow and take pictures and let it catch on my face and hands. Oh, I love snow as only a Floridian can.

Work is better. Now that the sadness has lifted a bit, I find I'm not listening into Bitchy and Bitchy 2's conversations as much and assuming everything horrible they're saying is about me. Because it's not. And frankly, I do much more in trying to make sure these docs are right than the person before me ever did or anyone really expects me to, so they can shut their traps. I don't care about them anymore. They're both horrible and negative and passive aggressive and I have better things to worry about. It still amuses me that I get along much better with the guys in the office than any of the girls, though. I used to have such a problem with even talking to guys... well, things certainly change.

It's Yule planning time! I haven't a clue what to do, now that it'll be just lady and I. My parents aren't coming until after Christmas. We have a tree and I want to make food - but what other traditions can we assimilate? A fire, certainly. And cider. And I'll be making cookies this weekend, partially to take into the office, partially for ourselves... hmm. And snow! Not that I can make it snow. If I could, it'd probably snow a little every morning. Just a light dusting, and a foot or two on the weekends.

But enough prattling. I have some much neglected Greek translating to get to. But yes - so much better. I just hope it lasts.