holiday week
Dec. 28th, 2011 12:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
llcoolvadMy brain is just so sad, these days. I don't mean emotionally, I just mean that my brain used to be formidable and now is fuzzy and ordinary. I sit here and think "OK! Writing an entry, what have I done?" and seriously everything is just blank blank blank. I should probably start journalling daily again, so I can at least be able to piece together my life later when I'm in the nursing home with my Alzheimer's.
Let's see how I can do: Saw "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" on the 23rd with Patrick. We bumped into each other in the front yard as I was heading out to get some lunch, so we decided to hit the movie right then. We both really liked it. I'd read the books, he hadn't, and I'd seen the Swedish version of the movie, too, but I didn't think it detracted from watching this version. I do wish that Stieg Larsson had had a decent editor while he was writing these. SO MUCH PLOT. Nazis and murders and crazy families and torture and religion and child molesters and rape and hacking and ...
Christmas Eve I went shopping a little; wanted to see if I could find something else for Mom. I was surprised how empty the stores and roads were. Mom called around 2 and asked me to come over and help her wrap her presents that she was giving to the landlords upstairs (they have two little kids and she loves to buy toys), so when I got there we wrapped and watched the end of the Patriots game and speculated that maybe that was why everything was empty. I mean, Christmas Eve is normally hugely busy. So maybe everyone knew the Pats would be playing and shopped accordingly? Anyway, was odd. Later that night I went with P to his Mom's place. She made dinner and we hung around for a few hours chatting. When I got home I watched some redbox selection and read a book, I think.
Mom has been very weird about Christmas Day since Dad died. I guess because our traditions had to change she's decided she doesn't want any at all. So when I called to ask what time she wanted me to come over, she initially suggested 4 or 5. P had said he'd be by sometime after 5, so that was frankly too late for me. I suggested lunchtime, so we compromised on 1:30pm. I picked up Chinese on the way, and we ate in the living room with the Celtics game on, while we opened presents. I was only there about 2 hours before she kicked me out because she was tired, so I headed home again and watched more movies. Conan, I think. I never did watch the end. So not worth it! P came over later and we did our gift exchange, then picked him up some dinner and watched a couple of episodes of Revenge. We're almost caught up.
The next day was lunch at Jenn's place in Manchester, NH. NH always seems like another planet when we go. It's so oddly "country" for somewhere within an hour of downtown Boston. Anyway, we got to hang out with her kitty Harlow, who is a gorgeous ginormous tuxedo Maine Coon — humongous paws, sweet disposition, very mellow — and watch "Elf" which I had never seen. Had a good lunch, then headed home. The rest of the night was more movies and not much else.
Today was a wash, mostly. I was going to get some stuff done at Mom's place, but when I called she suggested that I get stuff done here, instead, since I had a tooth filling scheduled for smack in the middle of the day anyway. So of course I got nothing done. I went by work so I could water my plants and use the printer for some labels for my stuff-to-live-in-storage. I got my filling done — my dentist is pretty awesome, so it was completely painless and just a little awkward to have my mouth propped open for that long. Bought a few groceries. Rented a few more movies. Watched "True Grit" and "Another Earth", enjoyed both but in completely different ways. Watched "Another Earth" with Patrick, since he thought it looked interesting, too.
Brian looked at a bunch of apartments the last two days, and has found one he likes. He's waiting to hear if they have chosen him, but here's hoping. He'd be moving on the 15th if he gets that one, so that's good. Give P a little time to paint, anyway. Be good to have everyone settled.
So tomorrow my gal pal Val is coming over to help me pack. I am totally freaked out about it! Because now it's real, right? And now I'll have to say goodbye to my stuff again for another undetermined amount of time. And now I have to do tons of work. Ugh. And I have to pick her up at 9am, so I probably should clean my bathroom and go to bed, already, as it's 12:30. Why did I say 9am? Why did I agree to this at all! I want to stay in denial for at least another week! AUGH!
Let's see how I can do: Saw "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" on the 23rd with Patrick. We bumped into each other in the front yard as I was heading out to get some lunch, so we decided to hit the movie right then. We both really liked it. I'd read the books, he hadn't, and I'd seen the Swedish version of the movie, too, but I didn't think it detracted from watching this version. I do wish that Stieg Larsson had had a decent editor while he was writing these. SO MUCH PLOT. Nazis and murders and crazy families and torture and religion and child molesters and rape and hacking and ...
Christmas Eve I went shopping a little; wanted to see if I could find something else for Mom. I was surprised how empty the stores and roads were. Mom called around 2 and asked me to come over and help her wrap her presents that she was giving to the landlords upstairs (they have two little kids and she loves to buy toys), so when I got there we wrapped and watched the end of the Patriots game and speculated that maybe that was why everything was empty. I mean, Christmas Eve is normally hugely busy. So maybe everyone knew the Pats would be playing and shopped accordingly? Anyway, was odd. Later that night I went with P to his Mom's place. She made dinner and we hung around for a few hours chatting. When I got home I watched some redbox selection and read a book, I think.
Mom has been very weird about Christmas Day since Dad died. I guess because our traditions had to change she's decided she doesn't want any at all. So when I called to ask what time she wanted me to come over, she initially suggested 4 or 5. P had said he'd be by sometime after 5, so that was frankly too late for me. I suggested lunchtime, so we compromised on 1:30pm. I picked up Chinese on the way, and we ate in the living room with the Celtics game on, while we opened presents. I was only there about 2 hours before she kicked me out because she was tired, so I headed home again and watched more movies. Conan, I think. I never did watch the end. So not worth it! P came over later and we did our gift exchange, then picked him up some dinner and watched a couple of episodes of Revenge. We're almost caught up.
The next day was lunch at Jenn's place in Manchester, NH. NH always seems like another planet when we go. It's so oddly "country" for somewhere within an hour of downtown Boston. Anyway, we got to hang out with her kitty Harlow, who is a gorgeous ginormous tuxedo Maine Coon — humongous paws, sweet disposition, very mellow — and watch "Elf" which I had never seen. Had a good lunch, then headed home. The rest of the night was more movies and not much else.
Today was a wash, mostly. I was going to get some stuff done at Mom's place, but when I called she suggested that I get stuff done here, instead, since I had a tooth filling scheduled for smack in the middle of the day anyway. So of course I got nothing done. I went by work so I could water my plants and use the printer for some labels for my stuff-to-live-in-storage. I got my filling done — my dentist is pretty awesome, so it was completely painless and just a little awkward to have my mouth propped open for that long. Bought a few groceries. Rented a few more movies. Watched "True Grit" and "Another Earth", enjoyed both but in completely different ways. Watched "Another Earth" with Patrick, since he thought it looked interesting, too.
Brian looked at a bunch of apartments the last two days, and has found one he likes. He's waiting to hear if they have chosen him, but here's hoping. He'd be moving on the 15th if he gets that one, so that's good. Give P a little time to paint, anyway. Be good to have everyone settled.
So tomorrow my gal pal Val is coming over to help me pack. I am totally freaked out about it! Because now it's real, right? And now I'll have to say goodbye to my stuff again for another undetermined amount of time. And now I have to do tons of work. Ugh. And I have to pick her up at 9am, so I probably should clean my bathroom and go to bed, already, as it's 12:30. Why did I say 9am? Why did I agree to this at all! I want to stay in denial for at least another week! AUGH!
