I have one day of work left in 2009. I have two family Christmas events down, with ... two to go, I guess. If my grandparents don't make it out to the farm for dinner on Christmas Eve, we have to go in and see them. I'm hoping to avoid that.
What else? IUD goes in (tentatively) on Tuesday. The remainder of my shopping will have to wait until Christmas Eve morning. Yeah, I know. I'm figuring on going very early and getting it done while other people are still in bed. I'd rather the misery be packed into one day -- shopping, Mass, family.
Yesterday was Christmas with my dad's side of the family. It can be overwhelming even if it's what you've known your entire life. I think I'm especially anti-family this year, because it was unpleasant for me. I was thrilled when it was time for me to leave to watch football with The Boy I Currently Like. (I think my mom is on to me. She was all, "Do you have a boyfriend? Why can't you spend any time with your family?" I didn't answer.)
Goodness, what a fantastic fucking time I had with him. I didn't want to leave today, but I'll see him again Tuesday, when he takes me to the doctor. I can't even tell you how awesome it felt to watch NFL RedZone with him this afternoon, knowing I didn't have to work when I got home and knowing I only had to work one. more. day. this week. It feels as if a huge burden has been lifted off my shoulders, if only temporarily.
The only thing I had to do tonight was laundry. I didn't even have to make dinner or anything to have for leftovers tomorrow. There are plenty of leftovers from the weekend to have for lunch at least tomorrow when I'm actually at work. YAY. It's just football, basketball, shit from the DVR and laying on the couch tonight. Well, I did throw together some scones and I also cooked up bacon. And made a Bloody Mary. Certainly worth the work, but I'll switch to wine after this. Too much work for another.
I'm gonna get through this, dammit. And then I'll have a good week or so to really focus on freaking out about meeting more of The Boy's friends. But not yet.
Oh, my fantasy football season is over. But whatever. I can't win every year.