Showing posts with label end of year malaise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label end of year malaise. Show all posts
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Christmas List (PM)
Oh boy. End of year malaise. It's as predictable as inconsistent hot weather throughout the Melbourne summer. I know that I previously spoke about how being on leave and having very few social commitments means I am going to nail Christmas this year, but I'm starting to think that was wishful thinking. I have a pile of Christmas cards that I plan to write and send, but whenever I have an opportunity to write them (i.e. when KB is napping), I find myself fucking around on instagram or some such thing. Today, the sun was out for the first time in ages, and when I caught my reflection in the mirror I realised that I have not been able to see my face properly for three weeks. I've basically been in soft focus for weeks and didn't realise it. So I took today's nap time as an opportunity to properly inspect my face. You know, take a good long look at myself and shit you guys, girl is looking old. Anyway, I'm not really nailing Christmas the way I wanted to. Though I can advise that KB is going to look VERY cute on Christmas day due to a very nifty novelty outfit I bought for him.
Christmas list (AM)
Guys, I'm just going to tell it how it is. Here are all the things I feel this time of year, every year:
- Tired and like I need a motherflipping break.
- Over it and like I need to motherflipping party.
- In need of a gin and tonic. Then another. Then a beer.
- A burning desire to shop and buy new things. Presents, yes, but just as much stuff for me. Clothes, things for the house, lovely stuff. The consumerism in the air touches me deeply and strongly.
- Like I really want to cook all the things.
- That I need a clean house. Not just clean, superclean. Everything washed, things in place, dust-free surfaces. Clean and organised.
- A burning desire to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer (when I saw it's on Presto last night I nearly had a heart attack with delight).
- A middling desire to watch Elf with my babies.
- That I just want to eat fruit salad for dinner.
- In need of another gun and tonic.
That is all.
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Down time (PM)
Oh god mate, I know exactly what you mean and I don't even work or really have any serious commitment, except, you know, to raising my children. This morning I was thinking how I wished this was the last week of Baby's swimming lessons just because I can't be bothered anymore, not that I'd be doing anything better with that time. I guess I just want some down time too. I'm just limping towards Christmas break of 2016 when Newbie should be old enough to join Baby for sleepovers at my folks' place and it'll be all down for 24 hours.
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