This is a very long overdue post! I have been neglecting my blog and for those of you who have noticed, thank you! I have not abandoned you in vain, however. I have been working on a collection of short stories that I intend to make into a book. If anyone reading this has ever written a book, hat’s off to you! Hell, not just my hat- my sweater, pants, underroos- all of it!- off! I’m standing here naked bowing down to you. Holy hell writing a long piece is hard. There have been nights that I pop out of bed at 2am with an idea I just have to write down….and long stretches of very frustrating writer’s block. There are times when the words flow and others where pages are deleted in disgust. But, whatever happens, I’m giving it a go so that’s where I’ve been while I haven’t been here.
In other news, you may have noticed that Christmas just happened. Christmas. If there’s anything that’s come close to the combo of exhausting and excitement that’s transpired from book-writing, it’s preparing for Christmas. The card-writing, present buying, wrapping, party planning, shipping, tree trimming, and overall hemorrhaging of money and energy is enough to leave anyone less than jolly and there were moments where I was no exception.
I work for a travel nursing company and we had over 2,000 holiday cards to get out this year for our contract employees. I was spearheading the project and there were some Grinch moments for sure. I thank my wonderful coworkers for putting up with me during this time of chaos and creative curse words. I had paper cuts that needed stiches by the time we were done.
At the post office, as I went to my car to retrieve box after box after box of Christmas cards to drop off at the counter, an older woman in line asked me, “What’d you do, write to your Congressman??” No lady, I care not enough about ANY cause, besides the one I get paid to do, to have written a trunk, back and front seat full of letters. Another customer in line also stopped to tell me that every day is hard, but that God loves me. I think the message would have been received a little differently if he hadn’t been standing on his tiptoes to preach to me over the taller-than-me boxes I was carrying and had instead offered to help but hey, you can’t win ‘em all.
Last winter I went back east to celebrate my nephew’s first birthday in February. I proceeded to get stuck in Chicago for several hours, then stuck on a plane for several hours, then kicked off the plane where I stood in line for several hours, only to be told the next flight was in a few hours and MIGHT get me to Boston, eventually…but no promises. 24 hours later, I showed up at my sister’s house haggard, exhausted, hungry, delirious, and without luggage. Before passing out, I had a talk with my nephew. “Sorry, buddy. Looks like this is the only birthday I’ll be here to celebrate with you because your mommy is selfish and had you during the winter when travel conditions are hell. I’d be happy to visit you on your half- birthday though? How does that sound?”
As for Christmas, I stayed in town again this year. Because Jesus’ mommy was selfish too.
How was your holiday? Did anything hilarious, awful, stressful, awesome, or predicable happen? Let’s get a little group therapy going in the comments!
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Thanks for reading! ~Tracy