I kind of feel like I'm slacking off a little what with missing my usual Friday entry and knowing that the "things that Make me happy" list will be a short one for tomorrow. I'm just not sure how to put the Holiday break into words.
OK. Imagine a black hole and it's full. Full of things and clutter and negativity and bitchy tones and drama. That pretty much sums up Thanksgiving. Food was good. Spending an evening with my brother, sister-in-law, and friends over drinks was good. The rest was tolerable. Chris and I talked about this on the way home. I think the biggest problem is that it's in my nature to make sure every one is happy. But when it comes to my family it's impossible to please them all, all the time. Particularly my mother.
My mother is just unhappy. Maybe one day she won't be so miserable, but it's not my job to fix her. And it's taken me a long time to be able to say that out loud.