Counting the Year Down

Well, shit. Today, I was hoping to get out to lunch with Ash and talk about making a move out of the house. But you know... when I was leaving the house this morning, I knew I was forgetting something. I didn't even realize it was my phone until I got to the office. Believe you me... I didn't want to go driving towards the core to go get it either. I know I was super-early getting to work, but 'to the core' traffic would still have been a bit of a bitch. So... I'm gonna really have to suck this one up. I don't even have the number for the house, so I couldn't even call Jen to help me out. D'oh.

Well, my last real big post about myself was on the 17th. It's now the 29th... so it's been a good two weeks since I've really made any heads or tails about what's going on.

The week leading up to the holidays wasn't terribly exciting. It was a lot of the usual, which frankly was getting kind of tiring to report on. That's probably another reason as to why I haven't been blogging as much as I'd probably like to. Work was kind of busy, as people were rushing out a few things before their holidays began... was at the Yardhouse a few times on the lead up to bits and pieces of partying... you know, things like that.

The 23rd, my birthday, wasn't too bad. Went out and saw the folks... Dad was feeling rather ill and they decided not to go to Kelowna for the holidays and infect everyone. So, they were home and I paid them a visit for a little while. Then Jeff came down and met me at the Yardhouse for a drink and a bite to eat. Then we went down to Greg's house for his Xmas party... which was pretty good. It kept me fairly reasonable... not sober... just reasonable. So, that was alright. A lot more low-key than 2005's version.

The 24th had a slight hangover... nothing too terrible. When I was up and able, I put my shit together, went and picked Mom & Dad up a gift each for Xmas and went out to their place for the evening.

Xmas was very quiet... nothing major. The three of us went about our business, had breakfast, talked to the family in Kelowna. Watched Pirates 2 again with the folks... they hadn't seen it. Then it was over to Donna & Bill's for dinner. The Bradleys were down there as well, so it was a good little dinner.

Boxing Day, I had to be in the office... talk about a dead day. I watched the start of the Junior Tournament again (Go Canada Go!).

Then the rest of the week was littered with Canucks games, Junior games and quite a few beers & late nights in between. Again, nothing really major.

So, what else has been rather pressing of late...

Well, I think somewhere around my birthday, in one of my better drunks... I thought I sent Barb a message or something and if I recall something or other, I don't think I finished it quite pleasantly. I can't really remember... but I still feel kinda guilty that I did, but surprise... she texted me during the Boxing Day game, promising that the Flames would come back to win. They didn't... heh heh. I was still pretty surprised to hear from her. It kind of removed the awkwardness I would have felt when we go to the game next week.

With Ash, I'm trying to take a little bit more of a pro-active approach to her. That's what this lunch is supposed to be about. Maybe what I'll do is try and call my phone in a little bit to see if she'll pick it up. I can't really say for sure that she will... but if it rings enough, it might work. Sorry... a bit off topic there. But yeah, I've been trying to be a little bit more vigilant with finding some time with Ash... I've sent her a few more positive messages and just kind of hoping that she picks 'em up and sees where I'm going with it.

And then there's insane Jen. She wrote me yet another note. Her neuroticism is really getting the best of her. Her sense of control feels somewhat comprimised and she needs to regain it with notes about cleaning and dishes. She does a lot of cleaning in the house, as it is her hobby and that's what she enjoys. She also has this fear of being judged about how clean her house is... apparently her Mom judges her all the time and even though her Mom maybe has come by twice in the time I've been there, there's this paranoid function in her head that her parents care what her place looks like. Even if I was to do anything, she would just do it over, 'cuz her neurosis would find something that isn't always there to do it over again. Talk about embarrassing. So yeah... I need to get out. Soon.

That's pretty much the gist of it all. The New Year's plans look like it'll be some sort of combination of Jeff's place, the Yardhouse and an after hours party with Krista. I have sorta committed to goin' out and getting twatted with Krista... anything else hasn't been too committed quite yet and I'm not in any rush to commit to too much. It's not exactly my most important holiday in the world.

Well, that's about where I'll leave it for now. I think that gives a little bit more perspective of what's going on at the moment.