The thing I think I dislike the most is that it takes awhile, not just
for me, but for everyone else to get back into the swing of things.
People just want to still be on vacation – and hell, some still are, at
least until January 3rd or so. I, however, shall still plug onwards and
er, sideways – I am not really generating any upward momentum at the
moment. I shall work and make all the sandwiches you can possibly
imagine.
But I don’t have to like it. Especially not now. Part of me says
“OOOOO! Post-Christmas sales!” and part of me also says “OOOOO! Now the
days are getting longer and I want it to be spring!” and then there’s
this other part cheering “AIR-IHHHHHH-ZOOOOHHHHH-NAAAAHHH!” in the far
background.
I think the sales are probably safest at the moment, although plans
proceed on the Arizona front. Hell, we’ve already packed (in
alphabetical order) and listed (in spreadsheet format) our gratuitous
number of fiction books. Not really too useful, honestly, but a lot
more fun than packing things we might need. Plus, we are certainly not
going to be selling any books before we move.
In terms of being married – families both took it well. There were some
tears presented, though mostly of (I hope) joy. Remarkably little was
said about the fact that we surprised them all with the news – granted,
we did tell them several months ago that when we got married, it would
just be done and then we would tell them. This seems to terribly
surprise/upset some people – well, actually more than some. It seems to
upset lots of people, the majority of whom are men. Primarily, in my
point of view, the whole business of marriage is just paperwork. We
needed to get everything filed and squared away for tax purposes and
for reasons of state. The important stuff….the love stuff and all
that jazz which kinda makes me squirm to talk about and all squishy on
the inside to think about – that was taken care of a long time ago and
really wasn’t and never will be the business of anybody unless I so
care to share it to make people say: “Awwww!” Being married hasn’t
really changed much of anything – except perhaps how other people view
our co-habitation (I’m no longer living in “sin”). The two of us remain
the same in our daily businesses – although he (I suppose I could call
him dh now? I really need to think of something a bit more
creative…the ringbearer? Perhaps too Tolkein-esque…but I digress,
though I will digest upon the aforementioned topic later.) is still on
vacation. Not that it’s really a vacation when there is so much to do
around the house and errands to be run (and kitties to take to the vet
to get microchipped…which is going to piss them all off to no end I’m
sure. Though, admittedly, if someone were to stick a mother-fucking
huge needle inbetween my shoulder blades just to shove a chip in there
to make sure that people could find me and identify me later on, I’d
probably be a bit pissed to.).
Er…I think this may have had a point but that was a long time ago and
I really don’t feel like re-reading and editing and all that useful
stuff. If you’ve made it this far, congratulations, you’re a wonderful
reader/subscriber/person or else perhaps, you’re just bored and none of
the books on your shelves currently appeal…
Anyways…
I’m happy.
The world is happy.
And I’m thrilled that the holidays are nearly over and life can perhaps get back to normal.
Also
anyone need any buckeyes? (the candy, not the nut or the resident of Ohio)
I appear to have overestimated the number that would be consumed and am left with a sizable number…
And I broke the damn stand mixer to make them too! (though, now we have
a beautiful RED Kitchen-Aid that makes the repressed baker in my heart
do backflips and perhaps SMO a little tiny bit…)
