I’ve never had a problem with waiting for Christmas. I was always just fine anticipating the day St. Nick would ride his merry sleigh to our humble abode in Florida – surprisingly, we had a chimney. I don’t remember ever trying to wait up to see Santa. I was fine with him coming while I was sleeping, eating a few cookies, letting his reindeer chomp on some carrots, and then going places. He is a busy guy… I get it. No need to hold up the show.
Maybe it’s the move to Seattle, my minor bouts of loneliness or longing for my faraway friends, but I am DYING to open our presents sent from far and wide. They are just sitting under our tree, Bruce [the Spruce], taunting me. Yes, I name everything. Deal with it. The presents call to me when I’m sleeping, saying “Look at all this love you can’t see quite yet!” Their voices sound a lot like Patronus’ meows, though. Weird.
Christmas is SO CLOSE and then it’s the New Year. I know I can wait, but I don’t know what the deal is with this year. I’m notoriously an impatient person, but I’ve never wanted to spoil a surprise. Am I becoming completely impossible? Maybe. It’s weird that this NYE, I’ll be in Seattle. I’ll probably freezing my buns (and toes, and nose, and… ears) off. Blech. In spite of it being a great year, I’m ready for this year to be over. I’m in a hurry to start all the exciting things in 2013.
Looking back on this year while catching up with a friend on the phone today, I realized just how fortunate I am to be here at this place in my life. Sure, I’m cold. Sure, I feel kind of isolated sometimes. Sure, I really just want to eat a ton of cookies, watch a chick flick, and cry just to “get it out” (does anyone else have this tendency, as I will choose to call it?). But, being cold is cool (heh, get it?). I get to wear cute boots, cool jackets, and experience a whole different life. I can see the Space Needle from my apartment, all besparkled with a Christmas tree atop it. I get to make new friends, which is always usually fun! If I really want to, I can bake cookies and have my cry. That’s a beautiful thing.
Anyway, to finish out this Friday ramble, I’m really feeling weird at the moment. I am thankful that this year happened, but I’m ready for it to be over. So much lies in the wake of 2012, that I just want it to move aside and let 2013 be awesome. My private practice is *almost* completely ready (more details soon), my program at work is on the cusp of launching, we’re looking for a house (to rent), a puppy (!!!!!!!!)(to love), and Thailand isn’t far off. Man… my life is so good, I just can’t wait for it to keep happening. I think that’s why I want to open the presents… there’s so much good under that tree, I just want to feel the love.
