Had to go back to work for a part of the week. Since my boss is out of town and the other manager took the reigns last week, was my turn to hold down the fort during the holidays. It's not a big deal in my mind . I've been doing it for years ever since I was in the Army. I've been on duty for more than a few Thanksgivings and Christmases so you learn to celebrate when you can. Actually, this week was kinda nice. Basically there was only a handful of people on the property so I was able to knock out a lot of projects and chores that I never seem to have time for. Nobody to darken my doorstep with their problems or questions. Took a co-worker out for lunch (I owe her a big favor) who is going to retire next year. Known her for 15+ years and she will be missed. Did lunch with my nephew who got fired/canned back in September. He got an offer for a job to start in January, so things are looking up for him.
People keep asking the normal courtesy questions: How were your holidays?
Hard to answer that this year. It has been quiet. My son came home for Christmas, albeit for a brief time. He is back in Austin working on a project/potential start up deal with his housemate. I understand his drive and motivation, but momma wishes he would be here longer. Of course, my reminding her that he is the same age as when I got married, joined the Army and moved to Germany does not score me any brownie points. The wife's mother has been in the hospital for tests/observation which as put a damper on our holidays. She's been there for two weeks due to a spell and it looks like they will move her to a extended care facility for a while. She's doing better now and getting back to her old form, but she wants to come home. Needless to say it has been hard on my wife and her sister taking care of her parents as they get older. I have tried to help out a bit by taking care of everything at home. I even did the entire Christmas dinner this year to give her a break. Life can be hard/cruel as we get older.
Because of her mom's condition, we chose to forego our annual rally out in Bellville where we camp with my parents and brother and our trailer group to celebrate the New Year. I could go, but it would be just me and the dogs and I just did not feel right. So this year, no big party, no massive celebrations, no overconsumption of cheap champagne, just a quiet evening with momma and the dogs as they hide under the sofa while the fireworks go off. I'm glad for what we have and grateful for our blessings, but I am kinda glad to see 2010 go. . It's been a long, interesting year.
Hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year!
Here's to 2011!