Here’s to wishing that you all had a happy holidays and thanks for your patience in my absence. I thought I would be able to make the job and house switch without missing any posts, but it all caught up to me when November came rolling in. I’ll give you a recap so that you’re all up to speed. I’m officially in the new gig and adjusting to all the little tidbits that come with it. It’s great to be a bit closer to entertainment again, but acclimating to the drastic change in hours has been a bit difficult.
My new schedule has me waking up for work at 3:00 AM some days and staying up late to work the closing shift on others. For those of you who also suffer from Fibro, I’m sure you can all feel my pain on this one. The unsteady schedule has been increasingly difficult to adjust to, but I appreciate those close to me who are doing their best to be understanding of my totally erratic sleep schedule.
We had family in town for the Thanksgiving holiday and it was our first test of having seven people in the new house all at once. Ever since we bought the dining room table I’ve been looking forward to being able to have everyone seated around it for Thanksgiving. We learned that, even with seven floating around, the house was very comfortable and there was more than enough room for everyone. It encouraged us to have a holiday party which was successful as well.
My boyfriend and I celebrated our anniversary this year with a little two-day staycation a few days after Thanksgiving. We got to be tourists in our own town for a few days and it was a nice treat. I was under the impression that we had a big holiday surprise for his parents to meet Santa when they joined us for one of our evening outings, but it ended up that the surprise was on me. Matt had been working some magic with Santa since August and needless to say they both achieved their goal of taking me totally by surprise.
There was definitely some squealing and tears of joy that came with the Christmas cheer Santa had that evening. The Fairy Godmother even stopped by to make sure the big event went off without a hitch. When Santa asked me what I wanted for Christmas I let him know that all I wanted was for Matt to be better again since he’s facing foot surgery this Wednesday. Matt asked for a Christmas gift that was quite a bit bigger, but the big jolly guy was more than happy to oblige.
When we closed on the house in October I joked that I knew he would be sticking around for at least the next 30 years, but he had in mind something more permanent than just a 30 year stint. When I finally managed to get words out of my mouth I squeaked out an acceptance that might have been so high in pitch that only dogs heard it. Having him ask me to marry him is definitely the best Christmas gift he ever could have given me and I look forward to all the holiday season’s that are to come for us.