Campfyre Stories

I am really ready for the year to be just over already.  The countdown is becoming painful.

My list is complete, although, I will admit that some things were pushed onto more of a resolution-type list.  NOT because I ran out of time, but because of the sheer size of the projects or the logistics of it.  For example, I easy-ed out on recaulking the bathtub and bought the caulk tape stuff and boy am I glad I did, since the previous caulk was silicone and NOT applied correctly and ridiculously difficult to remove.  Not only did I have to get all the existing caulk off the tub, I realized that I am going to have to recaulk the WHOLE thing, including the vinyl shower wall things.  For now the caulk tape suffices, but as big a a job as that is looking to be, there’s no way I would have gotten it done now.  So it’s both a check mark and a move to the other list.

Cleaning and sorting the storage room is a logistics problem.  I really need to borrow or rent a car for that weekend, so that I can take things to the Goodwill/Salvation Army.  I also intend for Spawn to help me get all the work in there done, since we’ve both just kind of tossed things in and shut the door.  That particular job was never going to happen before the new year.

So all of that is pretty good, especially how much work I accomplished and how it really did feel like more than I could possibly get done, but I did it!

My reward is only the sense of accomplishment.  I probably won’t even be going out on New Year’s Eve, since Spawn is with me that night and thinks that "New Year’s is highly overrated".  Even though I want to find something for the two of us to do, he’s insisting that he doesn’t want to do anything at all.  Which essentially means that he’ll be sitting around the house miserable and I’ll be lamenting the fact that I have nothing at all to do on my favorite holiday of the year.  That kind of sucks, so I really need to come up with some kind of a plan to make it better than "Stuck with the kid who refuses to do anything."

But, really, at this point, I’m over the whole 2007 thing.  I was telling my step-sister about the year that was and, while some good things did happen, and quite a few bad things did NOT, the culmination of it all was not positive.  So let’s move on already…  I don’t want to wait anymore.