Well, I finally head back to work tomorrow. I think December 4th was the last day I actually worked. There were those partial days of classes December 9-16, and then I've been off off OFF since December 17. As always, I started to fall into a funk last night as I thought about it. I usually get myself so worked about it, reminding myself of all the bad things about work, and already missing the fun and laziness of days spent at home. I quickly tried to shift gears this time though. I reminded myself that I am my own worst enemy when it comes to a lot of things, and that I've admitted to myself that I won't be leaving this job anytime soon. I told myself to just forget all the fretting and think about other fun things, like how bloggy stuff and the fact that I know have little interests to occupy my time and mind. It's helped. If I feel the dread creeping back I quickly remind myself that I have things to look forward to on my next days off.
We'll just see how I feel about it all tomorrow though.
I went to Mom's today, as I do weekly. I did her laundry and took her grocery shopping. Nothing really exciting came from today's visit.
I puttered around with some blog stuff when I got home from Mom's. Spent some time chatting with some bloggy friends, and we got a project rolling. I have a bit of a bug up my butt towards YouTubers again, so it's fun to have a group of bloggers to 'hang out' with. It seems the YouTubers continue to dismiss bloggers. It must be something in the personality of people bold enough to do videos, because this attitude was around even back in my soap making days. It just seems even more present now. It's like, you can watch all their videos and leave comments and be supportive of their channels, but they can't take a moment to visit your blog. You don't even get the same type of response to comments if you are not a fellow YouTuber. It kinda makes me want to turn into those awful internet trolls that drive us all nuts.
My sister had major surgery today. I didn't realize how worried I'd been about it until her husband sent a text about midday saying she was out of surgery "and stable." I just lost it at that, sobbed in relief. "...and stable." Wow, it's still scary to think about. He sent that text at about 12:45pm, and it wasn't until just before 7pm when she was finally moved out of recovery and into a room. Well, that's when the next update came anyway. I guess she might have been moved earlier and he just didn't text till later. But still. He said she was still pretty much out of it, very heavily medicated, and only awake for about 30 seconds at a time. I cried again after the update, and then I got online and sent flowers. (I think a lot of you know she lives in another state.)
That's about it for today.
Rather boring, huh?
So tell me, are YOU a YouTuber?