So I've gotten past Christmas and all that entails and am now setting my sights on New Year's. And if you're keeping track, that's like, 5 days away. Yowsa. Seriously, where did this year go?
I know that approximately half of my retirement savings went POOF! and I spent 2924.31 hours (as of 12/21) at work. Other than that, I'm stumped. I'm thinking the 2924.31 hours at work might have something to do with the feeling that this year came and went while I was distracted by something shiny. (Ha! I actually typed "shity" at first - Freudian slip or poor typing skills? I think it's a little of both.)
The other day I pulled some old ice cream out of the freezer because it had gotten gross. I'd clearly forgotten it was in there, otherwise it would have been long gone. Generally speaking, if there's ice cream in the house, it calls to me like a Siren.
I also discovered a mostly full carton of orange sherbet. I'd bought it for a non-alcoholic drink recipe I had on the menu for our New Year's Eve party. LAST New Year's Eve. I'd overlooked it, not realizing the significance that it resided in the freezer ALL year. Pulling that year-old sherbet out of the freezer was somewhat of a shock. And not just because it hadn't been consumed. It represented a year that slipped by while I wasn't paying attention.
I don't know where I'm going with this. I hadn't intended for the this post to go in this direction, it went there and dragged me with it.
What I'd planned to talk about is the seriously wacky weather we're having. Right now, it's almost 60 degrees. The snow is rapidly melting, creating fog that is quickly dispelled by the falling rain. There's talk of thunderstorms - in December! Just yesterday, some sort of emergency was declared and no one was to be on the roads because they were a sheet of ice. It was a skating rink out there. I know because Dwight and I were at work a 7am yesterday and came home around noon. It was shortly after we got home that we saw the "no driving unless it's an emergency" notice.
So now it's raining, the ice is melting (thank goodness) and my neighbor just checked her mail and wasn't wearing a coat - craziness. Of course, this is all temporary and the snow and freezing temps are just around the corner. I need to take advantage of the warm spell and get my arse to the garage and bag up the recyclables. They're out of control.
Hey, it's only Saturday, folks. I get another FULL day off work tomorrow. Can I get a "Woot! Woot!"?