I’ve got the joint all to myself because Courtney has the week off and is staying with her parents and I had to come back Christmas day so I could come surf the internet and generally be a waste of space at work for the rest of the week. So there is much drunken singing of nonsense and naked revelry in the apartment during the evenings. Not really. It’s too cold to be naked.
What is interesting is how I’ve devolved into a complete slob in my lady friend’s absence. Actually, devolved isn’t the right word because it pretty much happened the instant I walked through the door and dropped my bags, all of which are still laying in the same spot two days later. I did manage to get to the grocery store for some food last night, but I still opted for a frozen pizza for dinner. The kitchen is a disaster, with dishes in the sink, the cutting board left dirty and taking up half the counter space, empty beer bottles waiting to be rinsed (yup, I drink alone). The funny part is, these are all things that would drive me completely nuts if Courtney were here. I am generally completely intolerant of dishes in the sink. I guess I find it easier to accept a mess when I have no one to blame but myself. Double standard? Yes, please.
I had a nice four-day holiday weekend, though. Saturday was spent with Courtney’s insane (in a good way, mostly) family. It was a nice break from my own insane family (again, it’s a mostly redemptive and tolerable insanity). I spent pretty much all of Sunday with my friend Emily who flew in from Russia for the holidays. I hadn’t seen her for about ten years, but it didn’t really feel that way. I’d say we’re both very different people than we were ten years ago, but in similar ways. Her family is also pleasantly insane.
I somehow managed to get exactly what I wanted for Christmas without having actually asked for any of it, at least not that I can recall. What I really wanted was just to spend some time with friends and family, and that part worked out pretty well, even though the friend was one I didn’t know I’d ever see again. Now it’s the post-Christmas let-down, when something you’ve looked forward to is behind you and you haven’t yet replaced it with something else. I guess my birthday’s coming up, but those are no longer fun. Springtime is still a long way off…Sigh.