First monday in my 30’s

I don’t feel appreciably older though.

So we have officially begun Advent season, which – for me – means that I need to get my ass in gear and get some Christmas shopping done. I’m thinking about getting a Christmas tree tonight; if I do get one, it will be one of those mini trees. I don’t care enough to do a full sized tree this year.

Last week, as everyone reading this blog probably already knows, I took Wednesday – Friday off (was already off on Thursday for Thanksgiving). It was great – hadn’t taken any time off since Matt died because I only had 3 sick days left, so I’d been trying not to get sick so that I could use that time off for the holidays. So far so good – one sick day left, and I’m planning on using that one on the 26th. We’ll see. On Wednesday, I took my car to get the oil changed and brakes fixed; once I got home, I managed to get the house cleaned up which was awesome. I drove into Knoxville mid-day Thursday. The weather was perfect, and traffic was light. Thanksgiving was delicious as usual, and it was very nice to see all the family. Missed Carla (and Adam) and Joel, but the rest of my siblings were there – and I got to meet my cousin’s 4 month old for the first time too.

Friday was my birthday, and I spent the morning just hanging out at Mom and Dad’s. Aunt Peggy and Aunt Barbara took me out for coffee that afternoon (where I ended up running into two friends, one from Nashville, which was surprising). Almost everyone who I saw at Thanksgiving came over to M&D’s for burgers and birthday cake, and I actually got some birthday presents (heh).

Drove back to Nashville on Saturday morning, after Cracker Barrel breakfast with Mom, Dad, and Hav. I had some people over on Saturday night for birthday drinks, and I had a good time playing Cards Against Humanity and such. Took out the birthday chalice (see picture below) which went well with the dragon scale cover Ryan made for my vodka. Good times. I was (obviously) very excited about something or other here.

birthday chalice

Sunday was my day to recharge after all these social interactions, and I think I played Skyrim all day. Pretty sure that’s what happened. Heh.

And I don’t think I’ve cried all weekend, but a lot of that had to do with staying so busy. Thanksgiving was a very bittersweet day, but the rest of the weekend was better. This year…I tried to focus on being thankful for all the love in my life (there’s a lot), and for the 5 years that I was able to say that I was thankful for Matt.