So much has gone on in the last two weeks. Last weekend, George and I drove six hours to southern Georgia to attend the wedding of my friend. We also visited with his family since it was along the way. After we got back, I took my last final at school, officially ending this semester at Lee. And I chose to register for next semester instead of taking it off. I feel good about that decision. I’m even taking on more classes next semester than I did this one, but I’m not stressed about it. I feel prepared to attack my education with full force.
Hazey Jane, my cat, was hit by a car but she’s fine. A truck bumped her with his front tire and she darted into the woods for a few hours. We searched for her but she came back on her own. Besides a small bald spot at the base of her tail, she’s perfectly alright. And hopefully she’s wiser about the road.
George and I decorated my house for Christmas. It was ridiculously fun. We went out and bought a real Christmas tree–cut it down and everything! We hung lights up and then watched “Joyeux Noël,” which I really loved. It was a beautiful story.
Christy-Anne got a new fire pit to replace the one that was stolen! So we’re planning on more get-togethers with friends from work and small group to socialize, drink, and smoke pipes around a big fire! It can’t get much better than that! Unless it snowed. If it’s snowing while socializing, drinking, and smoking pipes around a big fire, then that really is much better. But I can’t depend on snow, so I won’t get my hopes up.
Thanks to my excellent credit, we were able to get our gas heat turned on this week. You have no idea how happy we all are about that…
George and I will be working Christmas Day at the Starbucks in Chattanooga. We get paid time and a half, plus we all split the tips from that day and I’ve heard you “make bank”, which would help put me ahead in my bills. That night, we’ll probably return home and make a Christmas dinner together with my roommates and Christy-Anne’s boyfriend, Ed. I’m not terribly interested in gifts or buying them this year. I’ve felt guilty the last couple years for not being able to afford gifts, but this year, I don’t really care. I don’t think anyone I know actually cares and I’m glad. I think what we all really want is time spent together and I couldn’t ask for anything more.
My birthday is next month and George has already made reservations for one of the nicest restaurants in the area. I’m pretty excited about this birthday because I’m ready to make up for the crappy one I had last year. I know this will likely be the best birthday I’ve had since before I moved. No gifts, except ones from the heart, and just time spent with the people here I love the most. I’ll take that birthday over all the ones filled with material gifts I’ve ever had.
And now I have to get ready for work. So I’ll try to write more later.