Although not a workaholic, I ended up working during the holidays. Xmas does not mean much to me, and I've become old (=lame) enough not to feel anything about the new year's eve. When it turned out I wasn't able to go home for holidays, second best is working to accumulate some vacation time, while enjoying the shared spirit of laziness that's in the air during holiday season. Kind of a win-win situation, only you still need to actually do some work. Some being the key word.
Great for catching up on things, right? After a very busy fall, with classes and celebrations and continuous holidays, a nice break where you can actually get your car alignment done, clean out the kitchen cabinets, do that grocery shopping and laundry you avoided for a long time, and maybe go out and enjoy yourself a little bit too. A few movies maybe, some cheap shopping on the sale season, and a few drinks with friends on a weekday without feeling guilty about it the next morning.
Well friends, no it does not work that way. This is real life.
After you justify the first few days of laziness with being much needed, you see that even in the 4th day of your "free" time you didn't call the auto shop for an appointment for alignment. You still eat chips and pretzels for dinner because you will go grocery shopping tomorrow. No sign of productivity has appeared so far for you. Well, at least, there is still some more days. You sure will get whatever you thought you would do, done. Meanwhile, you can still watch the tv shows you have watched a thousand times before, sleep like you haven't slept in days, and do not move from the couch until you terribly want to pee. (This year I was better actually, instead of being a victim of tv, which I am known to be, I did get back to reading the "Cat Who" series by Lilian Jackson Braun, unfortunately the 21st and 22nd books I've read as well as their successors in the series are rumored to be written by a ghostwriter, which I strongly agree, and much less tasty than the previous 20, but that's a whole other story.)
Days go fast when you minimally work, since you start the day later than usual anyhow, and spend most of it daydreaming. The nights though.. There is no one in town to hang out with - every single person you know is out of town, with the family, back home, somewhere. Every social gathering is in dry season. Peh.
So this is how you start thinking about things, with an empty gaze, trying to decide what to do and what to eat next, and trying very very hard not to run out to buy a pack of smokes. You think about work and feel guilty that you haven't done ANY of the things you hoped you'd get done during the holidays. It doesn't feel good, so you switch gears and wonder what you can do with your time, something fun and productive, arts and crafts, perhaps? You have this great idea of making a throw, in red and white, very fitting for the holidays, you start enthusiastically, but somehow quit after the 3rd very long and time consuming row..
Yeah this is me. After leaving my crochet hook back in my arts and crafts bag, together with the throw I will finish one very distant day, I started thinking about life's more daily things in between showing up at work in weird hours.
Thinking too much is not too good, my friends. Nothing to do is not good. You start obsessing with stuff.
Fortunately the holiday season is almost over and I survived. And this blog is the fruit of my 10 day-long holiday season of "thinking". It is named so, because all this thinking is accompanied by a warm mug of tea of coffee and a very soft fleece robe or knee-blanket - and I cannot imagine anything better than that to start or end a day. Nothing screams cozy more than a cup of your favorite juice. So this is what it is. Something cozy to read, sometimes to brainstorm, sometimes to smile and most certainly to procrastinate.
So sit back, relax, and read as needed, with a warm mug of (actual) coffee in a nearby coffee table with your lip trace on.
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