Our First Thanksgiving.

I had the final part of my root canal tonight.  It was as much fun as the first one.  In truth it didn’t really hurt that much.  A little pinch when I got the shot to numb my mouth and that was about it.  Of course the ordeal is still not over.  I have to go twice more to have the whole process completed.  I still don’t know how much all of this is costing me.  I have insurance which is a godsend but I’m not so naive to think that it’s all covered.  I haven’t bothered to ask because I really think as long as I don’t know then it’s all very affordable.  The first bill should come in the mail any day now.  I’ll let you know how I fare.

I spent the second part of the evening shopping.  With Adam.  For our first Thanksgiving.

Our plans have changed in the last month and as of a week ago we weren’t even sure what we were doing.  Originally my mom, my aunt, my cousin, her husband boyfriend and their three kids were supposed to come visit.  I had suspected all along that they wouldn’t come but I planned for it just in case.  About a week ago or so my mother finally committed to the fact that they weren’t coming.

Which left us the question of what to do?

We threw around several ideas.  Have other people over for dinner.  Go to my friend Nikki’s for her “orphan” dinner.  We finally decided to just have dinner together.  The two of us.  By ourselves.  I think we made the right choice.  We didn’t want to go to an orphan dinner because it alludes to the idea that we don’t have family to spend our holiday with, when in fact we’ve become each other’s family.  We didn’t want to invite people to our home because we are having people over the following weekend and we didn’t want the pressure.

So it’s going to be just the two of us.  And I can’t wait.

I’d originally asked off for Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday because my family was going to be in town.  When the plans changed it was too late to change my request.  However, it is Thanksgiving and there are many people who don’t want to work.  So I picked up shifts for Thursday and Friday day.  I haven’t worked a day shift in a while but I it should be okay.  The nice thing is that I’ll have the evening off for dinner on Thursday and then we can start our weekend together on Friday night.

As I type this Adam is in the kitchen doing something with the turkey.  I have no idea what he’s doing.  Luckily, since he’s the best boyfriend in the world, all I have to do is show up Thursday night and eat.  It’s sounds perfect to me.

It’s nice to have family you like to spend your holidays with.



I’m ready for a new life.

This one is perfectly fine.

But a new one would be good.

Just make sure I can bring Adam along.

There’s not really anything wrong with this life that a trillion dollars couldn’t fix.

Of course I know that money brings on a whole bunch of other problems but would it be so bad to have to try those for a couple of years?  I’m just saying.

Things have been kind of tight for the past month.  The move was expensive.  Flying home to Kentucky was expensive.  And that doesn’t count the money I missed by not working.  And then I was sick for four days when I got back.  When I do work, I’m making about half  the money I was making this time last year.  Now I look at how many shifts I have before rent is due again, before Michelle comes to visit, before our Xmas party, before we leave for Texas, before I give Adam presents and it’s about 10 less than I need.

So now instead of being able to just sit back and enjoy the holidays – I worry.  I don’t want my first Christmas with Adam to be like this.  I want to be able to give him all the presents I’ve thought of.  I want to drive to Texas and not worry about stopping to get lunch some place that’s not Wendy’s.  I want to not stress about the Christmas party that we can’t afford but that we are having any way.  I want to enjoy Michelle’s visit and not stress about having lunch out or having people over for dinner.  I want to have fun.

In the big scheme of things, it’s really not that bad.  Can we afford to do all the things we want to, yes, but it means things will be very tight in January.

Just in time for us to celebrate our one year anniversary.

Like I said, none of this is something a trillion dollars wouldn’t cure.

I’m just saying.