Whew! Now that I have had a little cheese to go with my wine, I will let you in on a little recap of some happier occurrences.
The last week of work before Christmas was a breeze and bountiful on the gluttonous holiday office eating. Biggest news of all: I recieved a HUGE end-of-year bonus. It is no exaggeration to say it was ten-fold what I have ever recieved before. Though the money is gratefully accepted, this is huge for reasons beyond the cash. My company means the world to me and this is testament that we are finally succeeding in our fourth official year. Furthermore, I am finally feeling compensated for my work. This certainly helps to partly ease the almost-thirty-freak-the-fuck-out. Though I promise; I'm still bat shit crazy enough to keep you entertained.
That bonus? It was given to me about an hour before I left for an eleven day vacation. Yep, hate me now. This is the most consecutive days off I have taken in almost three years, so much needed, and deserved if I do say so myself. I am currently sitting on a couch in my family's beautiful mountain cabin. Yes, I know, I was just bitching about them. But damn, do I love these people. The last few days have been all about playing cards with my cousins. Frolicing in the snow with our dogs. Cooking and eating insanely delicious meals. Sleeping in next to a cozy fireplace. If there is an afterlife, I sure as hell hope it looks something like this.
Last but most certainly not least, there is The Writer. Oh boy. This man may have me in for a doozy. Last I time I gushed, I shared with you the events of Date #3. Since then, we were able to spend a little more time together before we each left town to celebrate Christmas with our families. Our most recent "date" was really more of a movie night at his aparment. Of course, neither of us wanted the night to end so I stayed way past my bedtime. At one point, he looked me dead in the eye and said "I really like you" then proceeded to rattle off ten reasons why. Really? This kind of romantic shit does not happen to me. It's like my own real life version of Love Actually. We have continued the tooth-rottingly-sweet converstaion cross country via text messages and phone calls. Thank god for my unlimited everything plan. He is also my confirmed date for New Year's Eve. Christ on a fucking stick. I think I might be falling for him. And yes, I have kept my panties on. Yay, willpower!
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