Its been a rough few months. I try not to complain because I have it pretty darned good. But here I go anyway.
I have had a lot of work to do. Not only do I have my own photography to worry about, but I have started a new job with a marketing company that is starting to use me more and more. I wanted to get going with this months ago, but I just couldn't find the time. I'm starting to feel guilty about it and hoping that we can take off in early January.
The weather is so dreary. My mood is highly motivated by the seasons so as you can imagine I'm in a "stay home and nap all day" kind of mood. Its not very flattering on me.
Neither is this hack. I'm pretty sure Sam and I haven't allowed a silent minute to pass between our horrible coughing fits. We have been sick since we got home from Arizona. The drastic change in weather and hours in a contagious-disease-hub-of-an-airport probably didn't help at all.
Matty is amidst finals week. We do our best to leave him alone and let him study, but both Sam and I crave his attention. Poor guy. He's juggling a lot right now.
I miss my friends. I swear, when the winter hits I turn into this crabby-hermit-woman with no desire to "social butterfly" myself in the least. If I could hibernate with the bears and squirrels, I totally would. And don't you dare say I would miss Christmas, because the fact is I have never really enjoyed this holiday much.
Call me Scrooge. Go ahead, its been done before.
I don't like shopping. I don't like crowds. I don't like decorating and I really don't like Christmas music. At all. I envy people a lot this time of year because they all seem so jolly and merry and I just cant get into it.
So there you have it. My "pity me" post. Trust me, you have already done enough sympathizing just reading this pathetic complaint to the end.
Now, go have a Merry Christmas and Ill see you in the Spring.