So I got a new lens for christmas. Yesterday husband had a poke (whinge and a jibe, about me putting the old lens back on), because I hadn't used the bloody thing to it's full advantage in the last week.
I was all like, HELLO, I haven't had time to scratch my arse these 'holidays', to even think about it.
Fair enough we went to the beach on new years eve, which was a fab family get together, but did I want to get it out and spend most of my time behind a lens? HELL NO!
I took a couple of photos with my phone and got on with the business of digging for cockles (which totally ruined my newly self-pedicured nails. As if I care!), drinking a couple of wines and eating all the cheese. Plus a lamely cooked hamburger. At least I didn't have to cook it! I know when to keep my sarcastic mouth shut and give kind advice (:D) In the big picture, that has to be a strength, right?!
Lets get back to 'holidays'. Yes that's right, 'holidays'.
Like when people say they are on holidays, it means they get a break from their main source of stress, a break from thier work load.
I don't know about you, but my main source of stress, my main source of work load, has to do with-
1. A husband, who likes to sleep in on 'holidays'. He also likes to unload a lot of whinging about just about any subject you could think about. On me.
I don't care.
2. Kids, who say "Mum", way too much, when Dad is standing right there, or sleeping in.
3. A son who has Aspergers, who shits me to tears some days. Worry.
4. A household, who demands cleaning, washing, cooking, gardening, gathering, general bullshittering.
I need a holiday, away from all these things.
Thank god someone invented wine, and food. Lots of food.
And wheelbarrows, because I am going to need one to carry my sorry arse after this 'holiday' season.
By the ways, HAPPY NEW YEAR!! I have good feelings for 2017. I am actually a big fact optimist you know, and proud of it.
The first thing I did when the clock ticked over into our new year, was spill half my creme de monthe cocktail all over my shoe as a firecracker went off. Scared the beejeesus out of me! Can't be all that bad, starting the year off with a cocktail and firecrackers! I am used to being in bed way before the clock hits midnight on new years eve.
I have been out of sorts today, due to the fact I did not get to bed until 1am, not drunk, I actually drove us all home. I woke at 8am and rose half an hour later with Izzy.
Please forgive me now for the whining, but husband got up a 11:30 for a shower (to save face), only because someone pulled up in the driveway (Loser. I'm such a bitch). It was just my Mum.
On the upside, I got to spend more time with my neice yesterday, before she jets off with her new husband to Japan for the next couple of years. An adventure of a lifetime. I sat for a while and watched their wedding photos slide by before my tired eyes. They were gorgeous images which brought back beautiful memories from their October wedding, which just seemed like yesterday. Because October was just yesterday, wasn't it!
And now it's a new year.
Our christmas tree came down yesterday. In my mood I felt it didn't need to be there anymore. The magic was over, and the reality of normal life had set back in.
The holiday house renting business is in full swing, and off there today to do some cleaning for new tenants tomorrow.
What was the first thing that happened to you as the new year ticked over? I hope it was as boring as snoring, I would be jealous in fact.
So do you have a word for 2017? I haven't quite worked mine out yet, I know it's going to be something selfish....and I am totally OK with that.
Joining Denyse for Life this week