My oldest brother, Andrew, called yesterday. He was laid off from his architecture firm. It’s really shitty news, to say the least. Living in New York isn’t cheap, so I super hope he finds another job, soon. It’s kind of shaken me up a bit about just how unstable your world is when you’re living on your own, so it’s got me thinking about San Francisco. I’m still going, of course, but now I’m really starting to evaluate everything to make sure it’s all as stable as possible.
Andrew’s still coming for Christmas, thank goodness. In fact, he might stay a little bit longer, since he doesn’t have to be back for work.
We also had a record snowstorm yesterday. I believe right now we have about 18+ inches on the ground. That could fuck some things up for Christmas, but I don’t think it will be too bad. We should get everyone’s gifts delivered and wrapped, and I think my other brother James and his wife should be able to fly in from Washington on Tuesday evening. So excited! The woodstove is also supposed to be installed on Tuesday, though, and the guy can’t get on our roof if there’s snow on it; however, our roof grade is pretty steep, so it’s likely that the snow will slide off. And with it also being metal, I’m sure it’ll melt faster than the snow on the ground. I really hope we get that damn woodstove, because our heat pump isn’t doing shit to heat our house at the moment. And it’d also be nice just to have the ambiance of a fire during Christmas.
You know, now that I’m here writing, I can’t even remember what happened the day before yesterday, so… fuck me.
The day after tomorrow, well… that’s Tuesday, and like I said, my brother and sister-in-law are coming out! I can’t wait, it’s going to be such a wicked time with everyone here. We’re still getting things ready, but I think we’re mostly done. Me and my sister set up my parents’ real bedroom yesterday, and I have to say it looks very nice. We just need to organize and clean up, now, and we’ll be done, I think.
Which reminds me: we got our tree! (Perhaps this was what happened the day before yesterday). It’s a Douglas-fir, as I predicted. And it smells sooooo amazing. It’s bringing back so many memories from when we lived in Herndon. We haven’t had a real tree in more than 6 years, so it’s definitely a welcome change. It still needs to be decorated, though. Hopefully, we’ll get to that, today. Assuming we’ll figure out exactly where we want it to go (in a corner of the great room or in the middle, in front of the glass double doors). I personally like it in front of the doors, and I think my dad and sister do, as well. It just makes it look more… grand, haha. And we wouldn’t have to move any future around at all, so that’s always a plus. I can’t wait to decorate it! Christmastime – Glorious Days of Impatience.
I still need to bring up the money with my dad. I really need to grow a sack and ask him about it, otherwise it’ll be too late and I’ll have fucked all my chances of moving up. You’d think that’d be motivation enough, but it still hasn’t gotten me off my ass. I think I’ll bring it up today, though, barring my mom isn’t around.
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