I suppose it’s a good thing that when I don’t post for two days a friend checks in to see that everything is okay.
I got a text from my friend Josh.
“Everything alright? No posts for two days…”
“Haha, yeah, man, I’m fine, I was in Virginia with Christina.”
“Slacker.”
That’s a fair point. I am a bit of a slacker. I said that I was going to kick my posting into high gear but I’ve missed quite a few days in December. But have you ever just not done something that you’re supposed to do? I spent my entire youth dreading that. To not do my homework or study for a test would have been the end of the world. But as an adult? It was pretty awesome.
I have this week off because my manager noticed that I didn’t take that many vacation days this year so he offered me this week off just for the hell of it and who am I to say no? So, like I said, I was in Virginia with my girlfriend, in her hometown just hanging out and doing some Christmas stuff. We went into DC and went to a Christmas market (just like the ones in Union Square and Grand Central). We saw the tree by the White House. We went to dinner in old town Alexandria.*
We watched Christmas movies: Scrooged, It’s a Wonderful Life, and Mixed Nuts (perhaps lesser known but worth a watch). We made Christmas cookies and, in the words of Kevin McCallister, “you know, just hung around.”
It was marvelous.
So, yeah, I had a fun trip and kind of didn’t want to pay any attention to any daily obligation at all. So, I slacked. But now I’m back in New York and staring down the barrel of half a month left of writing in 2018. Hell, half of month left of 2018. How did that happen?
