Slapsgiving

Sadly, not true. I probably won’t get to slap anyone tomorrow. But you never know. I am going to be spending Thanksgiving with Calla’s family, which should be a cool experience. I’ve never spent a Thanksgiving with anyone other than my family, so I don’t really know what to expect, but I’ll get to spend basically the whole day with Calla, something I haven’t been able to do since before she went into Menninger. I miss getting to spend time with her without constant staff supervision – though her family will also be there.

This may be the last time Calla and I get to spend any significant amount of time together, so I hope we have a good time. I know she’s pretty worried about how things will go tomorrow, but I hope that her family can keep things under wraps enough so that she, they, and I can all have a good time tomorrow. I wish I was better at telling her how I feel; I feel like there is always so much I’m not saying. I wonder if she has a problem with that; if she does, I hope she feels comfortable telling me.

I’m on the schedule to work on Black Friday, which is a little intimidating. It is the busiest day in the retail year, after all, and I’m told there are some pretty serious deals going even at my workplace. I feel confident that I’ll be able to make ti through, though; it’s only 8 and a half hours. But of course, those could be famous last words.

In any case, don’t expect to hear from me until Friday at the earliest; I expect to spend a large portion of tomorrow in a happy food coma.

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New Home for the Holidays

So, Thanksgiving is coming up, and it doesn’t look like I’ll be spending it with my family. Now, I’ve been spending Thanksgiving, and most other holidays, with my family for basically my entire life (and since I’m 34, that’s, of, most of 34 years). So not spending Thanksgiving with my parents, sister, and other family members will be kind of weird for me.

I’m not actually sure what I’ll be doing for the holidays. I mean, I work both the day before and the day after Thanksgiving (yes, I work on the infamous Black Friday), so I won’t have a lot of down time to work on preparing food or finding things to do. I’ve had one quasi-invitation, but I’m not really sure how that will work out. But I have a number of friends in the area, some of whom will also not be celebrating with their families (possibly purposefully, for some of them). I think we’ll find something to do, even if it isn’t the same kind of spread my mother usually puts out (that will definitely be among the things missed, though, along with family).

The build-up to Christmas will be interesting, too, since I’ll be working retail during the biggest part of the year for sales. . It seems likely that I also won’t be seeing my family for Christmas, so again I’ll probably be relying on my friends in the area for holiday plans. I am looking forward to the whole gift-giving thing, because I like giving gifts to friends and family (though some people I know aren’t exactly huge of the gift-receiving, but they write Christmas stories about people like that, right kids?) This may be the first holiday that I’ll be buying gifts with my own money, so things might not work out as well as normal, but thankfully, working for a big retail chain has its privileges – I get some pretty nice discounts.

So I won’t be alone for the holidays, but I will almost certainly be in a situation I haven’t been in before. I know my family is worried about me, and to be honest, I’m a little worried, too, both about myself and at least one of my friends, Calla. I know she’s been going through some pretty painful and nerve-wracking things, and I don’t envy her that; I wish I could do more to help. But I think one of the best things I can do, especially in a time of year where so many people find themselves trying to be close to the people they care about, is make sure she doesn’t feel deserted. So I’m happy I can be around for her. It’s a good time of the year to be supportive of those who we care about, right? Homes is where the heart is, after all.

And for the holidays, you can’t beat home sweet home. (Sorry, never-ending Christmas music loop at work).