No pictures on this post, dear readers. You’ve already seen my apartment when it’s torn apart. My little tinsel tree is out, but un-ornamented. Christmas gifts are bought, but not wrapped. Cleaning has crossed my mind, but hasn’t happened. But I have submitted another job application.
December came out of nowhere for me this year, and when it finally got here I was all in a grump because I couldn’t get the holiday spirit going. Then I went with Monita and one of her friends to a Sufjan Stevens Christmas singalong. Imagine the most over-the-top kitschy decorations, then add a piano […]
It is a most peculiar thing to be one of the few people working this week betwixt Christmas and New Years…we are all rattling around our big old building like peas in a pod.