It’s funny how this time of year all the people whose blogs I read tend to stop writing. I know that if you go randomly searching the blogger world, you’ll find tons of people who are posting their New Year resolutions, but not us. Instead, we take a moment for quiet reflection … or maybe we just become lazy … or maybe we find ourselves so exhausted from the holiday season that we just need to take a break.
My holidays? Fantastic. And ok. Christmas was great, but there’s this piece of it that’s always missing … the magic of it that existed when I was younger. When I was little Christmas was my favorite day of the year and now it’s Christmas Eve, because the disillusionment of the day itself hasn’t happened yet and I can still imagine how wonderful and magical and perfect it’s going to be. But yes, Christmas was still wonderful.
And New Year’s Eve? Truth be told, I really just don’t give a shit about it. It’s a day when we all celebrating the passage of time, a day when we put on fancy clothes and drink a whole crapload to welcome a new completely arbitrary number. Well, first of all, I don’t drink, so that takes away a whole lot of the charm of the holiday. And second of all, I believe that time is basically a figment of the human imagination, so it seems silly to celebrate the fact that … oh my god, that’s right, time is still passing, just like it did the last time I looked at a clock. Nobody threw a party for that though, did they?
I seem to be in a very cynical mood, huh? I’m honestly in a really good mood, but for some reason the cynicism is coming through. As long as you know there’s a smile behind it, we’re ok.
I’ve been thinking about babies A LOT recently. J and I are trying to figure out just exactly how soon we can actually start dropping them and have it not be completely unreasonable. Neither one of us care about waiting until after we’re married, but we want to make sure that we’re at least somewhat ready to actually have a child. We both know that when the time comes we’ll be ready, because we’ll do everything in our power to make sure that we are, but it’d still be nice to know that we had taken some good readiness measures beforehand.
And pretty much that’s it. School, work, getting ready to start beginning preparing myself to settle in and get serious about wedding stuff (that sentence should give you some idea of what a serious procrastinator I am), trying to figure out a time-table for babies, and loving my life.
It’s all happening.