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[fox_confessor]

So, I've been in a bit of funk (a month long funk apparently) but this morning I'm feeling pretty good:

--I finished a 5000 word story last night just under the deadline (literally: I think I posted at midnight precisely) and I'm quite happy with it. It's the longest thing I've written this year and there's smut and I'm just so pleased with myself for not having had to ask for an extension (as I've done for everything else this year). I'm steadfastly refusing to read it again, though, because I already laid in bed last night thinking, "you know, it would have been better if..." No, no! So I made myself begin to think about the next writing challenge I had joined, which is also a holiday gift exchange and now I've got an idea for that as well (my original recipient dropped out and I had a 1500 word story already mostly written but I wasn't happy with it so I'm technically pinch hitting for another recipient and get to scrap the first story and write a character I've always wanted to write a story for so yay! life works out.)

--my mom and I are going to Disney for Christmas(ish). This is her first vacation since she had cancer, which has been a few years, so she wanted it to be special (particularly as she's having another surgery (small, minor, but omg quit with the surgeries) at the end of December. Anyway, we had the twin idea, voiced yesterday, to wear Christmas shirts/sweaters every day (because we thought it'd be funny and she is stridently opposed to Santa Hats, militaristic in her fervor against them, actually). So we went shopping yesterday only to discover that department stores were not awash in them as they'd been in years past. In fact in two stores (Penney's and Macy's) there wasn't a single shirt or sweater to be had, not for women at least. We were further limited in acknowledging that while having one or two holiday shirts is one thing (or a collection because you've gathered them over the year, such as my poor beleaguered sister because I bought her one every Christmas for nearly ten years. She likes them!) but buying four or five in one go seems, perhaps, aggressively cheerful (like "Carol of the Bells" by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra, which could be renamed "You Will Have a Merry Fucking Christmas Dammit"). In the end, I am the proud owner of four holiday shirts (two I owned already, having been caught up in buying them for my sister in the past), one with bells on it so that I can thoroughly annoy anyone who comes within five feet of me (not synthesizers and a light show but one does what one can). Caught up in the moment I also bought three tiny pair of Christmas earrings (snowflakes, reindeer heads, and dolphins with santa hats because we're totally doing a dolphin experience thing at Epcot that my mom was particularly keen on and EEEEEEDOLPINSWITHSANTAHATS) but decided I could buy a pin at Disney. There will be a pin absolutely (and I hope it lights up).

--I am now at the point in the year where I'm working fewer days (ten) than I have off (twenty-eight) between now and January 2. It's my most favorite time of the year!

Alright, must clean the house and knock off my to do list. It's relatively short. Breakfast first, I think, and maybe cuddle a cat or two (one is always more willing than the other)

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[kiltsandlollies.livejournal.com]

DOLPHINS WITH SANTA HATS. *nod*

I am ecstatic that you were feeling less in the funk this morning. <3 And NOT AT ALL JEALOUS of your fewer work days than vacation days. :D

[juke-box-dive.livejournal.com]

They are adorable and I even had to switch earrings around because they were actually part of a set that had a pair of snowflakes and a pair of flip flops and who wants flip flop earrings?

[msilverstar]

aggressively cheerful for sure!