A new start
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all!
Well, that’s that out of the way. The Christmas tree still needs to be packed away, but it can wait until I have Birdie’s help over the weekend.
Since NaNoWriMo finished, life’s been a bit of a blur. December passed with little of interest, a lot of snow, a cancelled party, a smattering of family drama, insane amounts of seriously nommy food and not even remotely enough socialising. Christmas day itself was a very pleasant affair with family at home, and I cooked everything, and burned nothing, and just about made ends meet, which may be my crowning achievement of the decade. Mum came to stay with me and the Bird for a week, which was actually lovely, but since she’s gone home, my sleeping patterns have been all manner of fucked up. I’m hoping it passes soon.
New Year’s Eve could have been better, but could have been worse too. I spent it in the bosom of good friends and good food, but I couldn’t help but pine a little for someone to kiss at midnight. In a bizarre twist of sexual serendipity, since then something unexpected has sparked up with an old friend, and it looks like I might be able to significantly improve upon the amount of naked time I had last year (which isn’t too tricky, given absolutely nothing at all happened last year). It’s a start to 2011 that I wasn’t anticipating, and since my libido seems to be rising to the surface again, it really couldn’t have come at a better time. If you’ll pardon the expression.
Health-wise, things seem to be on an even keel. I’m getting out of the house at least 3 times a week, even if it’s only a walk to the corner shop, and I’m trying my damnest to go out and see people when the opportunity arises. I’m eating well, and trying to exercise at home when I have the urge, which still kills me from time to time, but emotionally it’s valuable to keep trying. I have to at least pretend I’m normal sometimes, right? My weight is still dropping very slowly, but it is dropping, and I’m now under 13 stone, which is a lot more satisfying than I expected it would be.
Anyway, I dearly hope you’re all well and happy, or as close to it as possible. I have high hopes for the coming year, and part of that will involve more blogging, so with any luck, you should see a bit more of me.