Sorry the blog posting has been kinds of spotty y’all.
As I’m sure just about everyone around right now can relate, things are hectic as hell right now.
Of course the holiday season is, sing it with me now, THE MOOOOOOOOOOst STRE-E-EssfuL TimeOfTheYear. Everybody is traveling, visiting family, and buying a financially crippling number of presents for their loved ones. It’s enough to make anyone want to pull their hair out.
Personally, I was lucky enough to visit my own personal hell for Thanksgiving. Jake and I ventured down into the backwards land of Southern Illinois to visit his parents.
I’m afraid when people here me say Illinois, they think the white North of Chicago. WRONG. We drove halfway across the country, down past St. Louis, almost to Tennessee. Down to the bible belt of these United States of America.
Jake and I played this game when we were down there. We tried to see who could spot the most churches as we drove around the area. Problem was, the game was a little too easy. It was like playing where Waldo with 80% of the people in the picture being Waldo. In that part of the country, you can’t throw a rock without hitting a bible thumper.
It was nice to see the in-laws again. They came up to Wisconsin in October for Jake’s birthday, but I hadn’t visited them in their natural habitat for two years now.
But if you’re anything like me, spending three days obligated to interact with family sounds torturous. Not that I don’t love them dearly, but being trapped in the same house with them for longer than a day is too much.
I need my space. I need time to let go. I need to sit in front of the TV, in just my underwear and a teeshirt, sipping wine after a long day of being sociable. When you are staying overnight with family, you don’t exactly get this respite.
By the time day three came around I was going bonkers. And after three days of wearing my public face, it was so nice to come home and finally relax. Jake and I also missed Charlie terribly, which is why he gets to the featured photo spot yet again.
It’s great to be home and getting back into familiar routines. Although I could do without the going back to work part.