Whoop De Freakin' Do

[copied from dland]

I have never quite gotten the whole New Year's Eve thing. As a kid, I was dying to be able to stay up late enough "to see the ball drop," and when I was a teenager and babysitting on NYE, I would watch it on TV, sitting alone in a quite house (the kids were asleep) and see all the hoopla and wonder what the big deal was. Okay, it's a minute later than it was a minute ago. I'm over it.

So I ended up taking all the ornaments off the tree last night, and then when I got up this morning, the Hubs had taken down the lights and the tree was already put away in the basement. All gone, Christmas!

I went to the gym this morning, where I ran into my original trainer, so I had to fill her in on my story, and then I started my routine, which went very well. It only takes about a half hour, since at this point I'm only doing 15 reps on each machine. (Hey, get me! I know what a rep is!) I think if I can do this two or three times a week, in a week or two I won't feel any soreness or achiness afterwards, and it's not that bad now, I'm just aware of it. I think in general that I'll feel better if I keep to it, and that's the whole point. I'm not even thinking about weight loss at this point. If I can walk up a flight of stairs without huffing and puffing, I'll be happy as a clam.

(heh. Happy as a clam.)

The girls have gone out to a movie -- the Museum movie, I think -- and are coming back home for a gala New Year's Eve filled with sushi and Godfather movies. Neither of them has ever seen even one of the movies, which is kind of amazing since they are both movie fanatics, as we are, and the first two Godfathers are probably the Hubs' top two movies of all time, or are at least in his top five. It is kind of amazing that the first two movies are so incredibly good and the third one is so abominable. I only hope that they choose to have this marathon up in K's bedroom, since I'm not so keen on sitting in my desk chair for hours watching the antics of the various Corleones while they watch in the family room, which is where I basically live, not to mention where I fall asleep every night. We'll see how it plays out. I'm watching the Law & Order: SVU marathon today and I've got a Mac magazine to read. My big plans.

So, I got me one more day off. Although I've enjoyed this week very much, I find I don't have the same dread about going back that I've had in the last couple of years. All the time that the library was closed, I really never thought that having a new library would make a difference to me; I would still hate every minute there and be counting down to retirement. I don't feel that way so much. The worst thing at this point is not having the Colleague there in the library with us, but that's a done deal and not likely to change. As much as I miss her every day, that's ...

Took a break there for 45 minutes because while I was writing about the Colleague SHE CALLED FINALLY and her granddaughter's surgery was very, very successful and all is well. Tremendous relief for all concerned. Amazing what miracles they can perform with surgery these days.

Okay, I'm going to post now so I can call the Sibs and fill her in on the phone call. Happy New Year, all!


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