Things have stabalized again.
I hate it for its fakeness, but in this wonderful season of fakeness, a little more won't kill me. I try to fake the spirit. I wish I still had it. My mother swears when you have kids it becomes fun again.
Still it was a little easier when I was able to pay my bills today, finish up the tail end of the christmas shopping (if its ever really *truly* finished) and buy myself a small gift (because, honestly, who ELSE this christmas is going to?).
Plus, there *are* still kittens :)
