Happy New Year

Greetings!
I hope everyone had a great holiday season. The new year is here and with that comes a new outcome on life.
My holiday season was not as good as it could have been. It was another emotional December,  but I am hoping that everything is now behind me so that I can have a fresh start to 2015.

December is always a hard time for me. I'm not a Scrooge,  I am a Grinch. Easiest way to put it is that I hate Christmas.  To me it is about spending time with your loved ones, but too many people focus on the gift aspect. And about receiving gifts. For example,  I was appalled this Christmas when my oldest nephew complained about the number of presents he received at Nana's house. Child was not grateful for what he did receive.  This year I spent approximately  $50 on gifts, as everyone received something handmade. This is mostly because I gave myself the "gift" of bankruptcy for Christmas. 

Ever since leaving the tool store, I have been in financial hardship. Partially brought on from them not paying me my last pay check and vacation pay until mid November.  So with the bankruptcy, I am hoping I can get my financial life in order. With the new year, I will be looking for a new job. One that pays more than minimum wage. I will also be doing my 2nd year as a tax professional.  Which I am excited about.

That is all for now. But I will have another post coming right up also. I figured it would be easier splitting it into two posts. Part 2 to follow...

Grinch Time

This  is going to be a bit of a rant. I completely understand if you want to skip this post all together as it is not going to be one of the greatest moods. You can call me a Grinch but it is what it is.

I do not like Christmas. As I have grown up, my hatred for Christmas has grown also. I know that some of it stems from childhood. Dad being a trucker, was not always home for Christmas. But a lot of it stems from the commercialization of the holiday. I do not understand the purpose of celebrating a holiday where a lot of people go into debt trying to get everything that everybody wants. I know that I am guilty of doing it in the past, which is a partial reason as to why I am in the financial hardship that I am in currently. It seems that no one celebrates the joy of coming together with family and celebrating. It has become all about the presents. For example, I was appalled when one of my nephews last year stated that, “He only got….” I love my nephew, but to complain about the amount of presents that you got does not show the true meaning of Christmas. Yes it is a holiday to celebrate Jesus’ birth. But I think of it more as a time for everyone to come together and spend time with your family. The same nephew last year also made his father very upset as he wanted to spend time at Nana’s (my Mom’s) house playing with me instead of going with the rest of his family (dad, stepmom, and siblings) to visit his stepmoms mother.
It is not uncommon for me to go into a deep depression during December. Unfortunately it started a little earlier this year. Pretending to be cheerful through this time of year is very tiring at times. This year we get to include the joy of trying to move right before Christmas. We had decided late last week that we would just wait it out until the house got sold. But with the circumstances that arose last night, the search has been reinstated. I had even set up our tree.
There won’t be any presents underneath it. It is just to have a bit of a festive feel to the house.
Well that is all I have for now. Hopefully the next time I post it will include some good news about our living situation.

Little Ones Are Cute When Auntie Gets Hurt

So this past week I have been sicker than a dog. It started last Monday with a sore throat, progressed to me losing my voice completely on Friday and Saturday, and then moved into my sinuses and became a head cold.

On Sunday night it's my night to cook. So I was going crazy because I was trying to watch The Walking Dead on TV downstairs, while keeping an eye on the stove for my water to boil for Sidekicks. Well a commercial had come on so I'm walking up the stairs and somehow catch my toe on the top step. I go down like a sack of potatoes, thankfully not hitting the dryer. I start saying "ow" because it really hurt and mom comes over with my niece Emma (soon to be three) to make sure I'm alright. I tell mom to put the pasta in the water because it's probably boiling and Emma asks me if I'm okay. She then goes back to see Nana at the stove and I switch my position so that I'm sitting half cross legged with one foot on the floor. Emma comes back over and bends down to kiss my knee better. I tell her that I didn't hurt my knee and I would like a hug instead. Nope. No hug for Auntie. She instead gives my knee another kiss.

She is so adorable. I love my little ones. There are six little ones in total. I'll have to post about them sometime.