The last few weeks were supposed to be my vacation. I wasn’t planning on going any where or even doing that much really. I wanted to get some organizing and cleaning type stuff done. I got one day of that done, some filing done of bills and that type of stuff. Then I spent the next few days at the hospital, missed the holidays for the most part and spent the next few days trying to get back in a rhythm. I don’t think I’ve found it yet really.
Tomorrow I have to be at work early, it’s the first Monday of the month and the first official day back of the new year, meeting time. I think I could go to bed now and still be tired in the morning.
I feel like I’m just spinning my wheels lately. I get up, and before I know it, it’s time to get ready and leave again. They say there’s a snow storm coming in the next few days, I think I need a snow day to relax.
Today I got up and headed over to Erin’s to put together a bookcase. I got over halfway done, there were two busted pieces. After 15 minutes on the phone Target decided to take it back and give me a new one. Now that’s sitting in the back of my truck, tomorrow I should have time to work on it again.
I’m tired of writing.
The cold bites at your soul
Like a distant memory rekindled
The wind whips through your hair
The demon is alive
The chill grips your bones
The fire still burns within
In the fridgid cold, life comes to a stand still
But the memories always remain…
I hate the winter, I hate the holidays. The cold, the wind, the snow. Mother nature can never compare to the kind of destruction and suffering that people can cause. Things were well and they are no more…
It seems that lately everything is going to fast for me. Almost like its spiraling out of control. I have no idea what’s going on anywhere almost. The holidays are quickly approaching, finals are nearly over. Everything is just in high gear and I’m not ready for it. I don’t ever want to be ready for it. Simpler times where have you gone. Fun and free, remember that time?
I’m camped out in the library now, studying, listening to some music, I’ll probably even do a bit of recreational reading later too, good times. Away from the hustle and bustle that is alive and kicking right outside the window.
I just want things to slow down a bit, so that we can all enjoy the times that we have, it seems that all we do now is rush to the next thing… I don’t want to do that anymore.
It’s early in the holiday season, heck it really hasn’t even started yet. I just don’t care much for them anymore. People get too freaked out about gifts and seeing everyone and doing everything at once. They don’t mean what I think they should. The holidays for me are about spending time with those you love, gifts can/should be given but only those that are thoughtful, take some freaking time to think about what you buy someone, quality over quantity.There’s too much emphasis on money with the holidays, I’m spending less this year than ever, it’s too much for me to deal with and frankly I’m sick of paying for Christmas presents for the first half of the following year.
Most of this is basically rambling, but here’s the gist: I’m sick of the holidays and they haven’t started yet, I’m sick of the money and stress involved with them. Whatever, I’m done for now.