Merry Christmas world. I must say, I made out like a bandit this year. The new man is way too nice, but as a result I will soon have a warm and toasty car to crawl into in the morning and after work as the weather gets nasty. There are lots of cds and DVDs to throw in, a new scent, some books I was eyeing, and a beautiful photo of my beloved niecey poo. Mother nature was even nice, mid-40s and the sun shining. I'll take it.
Christmas bonus? Loving the things I see that were clearly from a time of "us" being imposed on the new norm. Yep, you're living my life... but now I get to laugh about this fact.