Part of the reason that I'm so looking forward to going home for Christmas is getting to have a few less responsibilities on a day to day basis for just a little while. I won't have to make sure the door is locked every time I leave the house, or make sure the lights are all out upon leaving a room cuz other people will be in there! I won't even have to make dinner every night...awesomeness.
"Do you remember when you were 8 and all you worried about was whether you were going to get a bike for Christmas, or whether you get to eat cookies for breakfast?" asked Meredith Grey on this episode I'm watching right now...looks like not a good night for sleeping before 1 am... I remember those days when I didn't have to worry about making sure I had food in the house or money for rent. I guess that's what happens when you become an adult...but it does just kind of creep up on you. All of a sudden the milk went sour and you're eating left over pizza for breakfast.
Random thoughts that aren't torts are non-existent with the exception of those. That is all. rach, from a mild, clear lovely victorian night.
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