December...

This time of year is exciting and it sucks at the same time...for me anyways. The whole month of December is the most stressful for me. Here's why: First off its cold. I hate being cold. I like the seasons and i'd be pissed if it weren't cold, but i still don't like being cold. And i don't like being cold when i have to get up early in the morning. I'm not a morning person. Actually i'm not a night person either. I'm my best between 11am and 2pm. So its a very small time of the day when i'm actually eager to do something or go out. But i'm straying here...Also in December is my birthday. I only like to remind a couple of people of my bday. I don't like attention. If everyone else forgot, i wouldn't mind so much. As my birthday rolls near i remember how i'm getting older and not much better. I haven't really done anything exciting in the past year and then i think about how its gonna be the new year in a few weeks. Ah its horrible. And then there's the dreaded yearly review at my work. I'm constantly talking about how work sucks but in December it all comes to a head and i get a raise and it has to last till the next December. I've been complaining tons about work and my life these past few months and i think Pete is sick of it. I understand, no one likes a broken record. He's sympathic of course but he also reminds me that things aren't that bad. I have a working car, two jobs, a nice place to live, etc. A conversation like that usually will last me a few good days, till i sink back in to depression. Yesterday Pete and i hung out. We went driving and i wanted to know where we could go to see some wildlife. I ended up driving into the depths of Altadena where sure enough, we saw wildlife. A coyote! It was good enough for me! On Monday i had a physical therapy appt. Apparently it was cancelled and they had my wrong phone number. Needless to say i was inconvienced. I have another appt. today. Its acutally my first real appt. The first time i went was an evaluation. This time its working out. woo hoo free gym! Sheila's kitty Gretel is getting spayed tomorrow. Poor baby. I haven't seen Gretel in a while but Sheila says she's getting big. Hey did you notice that even when you refresh the blog its adds a number to the bottom. Lame. i think we should take it off. I have got to start Christmas shopping, I have to!!!!! See...stressful. Ok i'm gonna stop now.