I sit here, after a night of Guitar Hero III and Rock Band with my husband, a little Christmas shopping and a sense of relief that this week is over.
I really have no interest in going anywhere this weekend, mostly because this has been a very bad week for me. My husband has been working his ass off on a new project, staying late and basically being unavailable. Not that I have an issue with that, I am so glad to see him motivated to embark on new projects and learn, but sometimes I feel a little stranded, as well.
I’ve not been in the mood for any Christmas cheer this season, mostly because of the drama that occurred over Thanksgiving, which I hope to forget about.
This winter has been traumatic, stressful and painful in the extreme, but for once, very little of my pain has been self inflicted, so I guess that’s a step up from some past holidays.
At any rate, I really would love to just curl up and make myself unavailable for the weekend, but with it being Christmas, people have expectations and needs that I need to attend to, even if it is an effort. I know that I will likely enjoy myself in the end, but putting forth the effort to do pretty much anything when I am in this frame of mind might as well be climbing a mountain.
I hope everything gets better. Call us later and we will talk about tonight. If you are feeling up to hanging out by all means we will. If not thats ok too, spend time with Adam. Either way, give me or Beth a call.