Today is Christmas Eve I
am amazed to find myself in my own apartment, divorced and trying to
get by. I tend to think I'm doing okay but still I feel paranoid
time to time, waiting for sucker Punch come out nowhere and
Roundhouse me down to the mats. I seem to be living here – –
actually I am kind of proud of myself for going to the mailbox
everyday and digging out my mail and actually opening the documents
as they come.. I don't like doing this but I'm forcing myself. I
really hate EOBs(Explanation Of Benefits). I love the way they
always write on the top of the document “This is not a bill”.
Yeah so? It shows you what the not been a cover which means there's a
bill out there with your name on it you just have got it yet. But I
know it's coming it's just a matter of time. I used to live in denial
and just throw these documents away. Then there's the never ending
parade of federal documents mostly from Medicare about like anything.
Most of these documents are benign but you have to be tense like
when the dentist drilling on your head and you are novocained into
oblivion but you still don't relax fear the dentist will drill
through the barrier of numbness. I know the second out of my guard
down at the mailbox Bam Pow thereyou go down to the mats..
I dropped off a Christmas
gift to the R A – – resident advisor – – who of course asked
me what I was doing for Christmas and I told her “nothing”.. And
I got to thinking that's pretty much been the case for the last
couple years. Dianne usually went over to the kids place on Christmas
Eve and spent the night. I assume that's what she's doing this year.
I got a couple halfhearted invitations but there still is the
problem of getting me into where ever I might be invited. I'm okay
with being home Christmas. I went to the market yesterday and got a
fine roast. I'm kind of excited about cooking the meat up.I might
even bake something cake, cookies or roles that come in a
container.. I could do anything. I must admit I have a little bit of
CEE (Christmas Eve Envy)I think I might be a little jealous of
people and places to go and things to do on Christmas eve. Catholics
have midnight mass usually after a family dinner/party. My old buddy
Dr. McIntyre always had a great party at his home on Christmas Eve.
We even tried to have parties at my home When I was growing up with Our neighborhood and even the extended family which was kind
of okay. And once, on the first Christmas of the first marriage, we
had a midnight dinner on Christmas Eve with all of our old roommates and is one of the best
memories I have of the holidays.
I kind of like the feel of
Christmas Eve – – I kind of wish I'd gone to the liquor store
and got some vodka or gin to have one drink over the holiday but I
think too late now. It's raining is a high probability of snow…
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