I did not mean to take two and a half weeks off from blogging, but I have a really good excuse! First Zach got the flu. Then I got it. (See what I did there with the title of the post? Thank you.) And rather than being the nice, lazy time of reading I thought it would be, it was a time of zoning out and watching hours upon hours of NCIS (not that I minded keeping company with Gibbs and DiNozzo). The flu turned into a sinus infection. The apartment got disinfected with Lysol before Zach and I went our separate ways, but it did not get cleaned up (so I have that to look forward to). I got home and had a bit of a relapse. Could not get off the couch for a couple more days. Then it was time to go to my grandparents' for Christmas. In short, the past three and a half weeks have been governed by the flu. The next time someone--anyone, be they significant other, child of the future, parent, friend, enemy, stranger on the street--tells me that they have the flu, I am pointing hard in the other direction and telling them to get away. Ugh. Horrible waste of time, the flu. However, if you only needed to lose 5-10 pounds for a big event, I would highly recommend it.
On the other hand, lots has been happening in my little corner of the world.
Christmas was amazing. I've complained around the internet about Christmas feeling very forced in recent memory, so I had low expectations for this year. It's not a reflection on my family to say that. I spend Christmas with five of my favorite people. But it has felt like I'd get very random presents in the past and like the focus was more on the presents than on the other parts of the holiday. Every present I opened felt very personal and thoughtful. I have been
hinting strongly harping on how much I wanted the new Thomas Jefferson biography by Meacham. My papa bought it for me. My grandma noticed I needed new black boots, so she took me to pick out a pair. My uncle, who usually gets me some sort of kitchen toy, listened when I told him I need nothing kitchen-related because I have no kitchen any more. Instead he bought me Amazon and Starbucks gift cards. My parents gave me some clothes I picked out and a lovely early edition of Gone With the Wind. Zach noticed I needed some new tennis shoes and bought me a pair, with the intention of beginning to work out once we get back from break. So thoughtful! I didn't get a bunch of new toys, but I got things I wanted and needed.
As for the "other parts of the holiday," we went to Christmas Eve service, then we went to the park to see the beautiful display that the city puts up. On Christmas morning, we hung out for quite a while after assembling instead of getting right to the presents. We spent more time as a family, which meant a lot to me.
As I was going through the email I had neglected to check since I got sick, I found this and it couldn't be more true!
A Secret Santa gave me a book I have been wanting for a long time--Reading Jackie: Her Autobiography in Books. I jumped right in. I've folded over about half the pages because they mention some author or book that I now want or quote that I love. It's also made me realize how much I want to go into publishing in some aspect. I think I'd really like to be an editor. It's something I wanted to do when I was in high school and was what I wanted to do when I started college. Having a career path and goal feels really good.
This book has also gotten me to thinking about my reading habits. I love the voraciousness with which Jackie read, which is described in the first chapter. She read a huge variety of books in her time. I own a huge variety of books. I hope I get to read them all. She was known for shutting herself away at gatherings and reading. Sometimes I feel like I don't give myself enough chances to completely lose myself in reading. There is always some distraction that I allow to take hold--emails to check, a phone to check, a TV on in the background--and keep me from my reading. It's something I'd really like to work on in 2013. I'd also like to do a better job of sticking with books that I'm enjoying. I really hate the exorbitant number of unread books I own. Even if I go through a spell of not buying any new ones, it rarely feels like I've made any progress because of all of the starting and casting aside.
Yesterday I received a job offer from the library again. It's a pretty small project. 10-12 hours a week and the bulk of it has to be done by March 1. But, as I learned in December, the extra money is definitely nice. Plus 10-12 hours a week is basically 2 days of work. I think I can manage, even with the other stuff I have going on--three classes, office hours, writing projects, and social engagements.
I'm not going to let the busy get me down. I want 2013 to be about fun. And I think that I have to have some un-fun in my life so I can truly appreciate the fun. Plus, the un-fun often helps fund the fun. I want to do a better job with managing my life, my money, and my schoolwork. I want to live like a grown-up, not a frat boy.
I think it's doable.