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Tomorrow we are leaving for San Diego, then straight from there to Minnesota. I was trying to pre-plan-pack and looked up the weather for the Minneapolis next week. It's going to be -9 Monday night. I can't even fathom that. Actually, I can - I just had to convert it to celsius fist (-22 C, btw) because the coldest I've ever experienced was -12 C. And that. Was. Cold.
How does one even survive that? Let alone dress. I've mentally laid out every single long sleeve thing I own and maybe if I wear all of them, it'll be warm enough. I guess we'll see.
This week has been something. Every year I try to get a handle of Christmas things and events, and every year I somehow fail. This year I even started planning before Thanksgiving and had almost everything done within the first week of December - at least for local friends. Oops. After some early mornings and late nights and fretful days, I managed to ship packages to family by the Tuesday deadline. Next year I'll be better. Sure.
It doesn't help that our car troubles exploded in the middle of all this Christmasness, so just when I was wishing I had time to make more things and cursing commercialism, we had to bleed our budget dry to cover the car. At least we know never to return to that shop. They didn't fix the problem we came in there with the first time, then pulled some bullshit about quality control when we brought it in a second time. Uh huh, sure you did QC. So how then did you think it was okay to give us back the car when it sounded like that? Srsly?
I feel like I need to let this month go, but it's only barely half over. I'm trying to stop and think about what this year has been and what I want out of the next, but I've barely had a moment to breathe. Thankfully it's Friday and things are calming down and I'm looking around, realizing I won't have to go into work all next week (hoorah!).
I do know I'm looking forward to a nice, calm, ho-hum January.
How does one even survive that? Let alone dress. I've mentally laid out every single long sleeve thing I own and maybe if I wear all of them, it'll be warm enough. I guess we'll see.
This week has been something. Every year I try to get a handle of Christmas things and events, and every year I somehow fail. This year I even started planning before Thanksgiving and had almost everything done within the first week of December - at least for local friends. Oops. After some early mornings and late nights and fretful days, I managed to ship packages to family by the Tuesday deadline. Next year I'll be better. Sure.
It doesn't help that our car troubles exploded in the middle of all this Christmasness, so just when I was wishing I had time to make more things and cursing commercialism, we had to bleed our budget dry to cover the car. At least we know never to return to that shop. They didn't fix the problem we came in there with the first time, then pulled some bullshit about quality control when we brought it in a second time. Uh huh, sure you did QC. So how then did you think it was okay to give us back the car when it sounded like that? Srsly?
I feel like I need to let this month go, but it's only barely half over. I'm trying to stop and think about what this year has been and what I want out of the next, but I've barely had a moment to breathe. Thankfully it's Friday and things are calming down and I'm looking around, realizing I won't have to go into work all next week (hoorah!).
I do know I'm looking forward to a nice, calm, ho-hum January.
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