Lessee.
* Chattery motherfuckers at SIX IN THE MORNING can-- well, I'd say "go down in flames", but I was on the same plane as them. Nrrgh. Dear teenagers: a sense of other people, get you some.
* Thanksgiving was splendid. The 14-year-old was way more mature than I was expecting, mostly out of assumptions based on age than anything else. The 5-year-old was
infinitely cute, even when she was testing. Sometimes especially so. It was a struggle not to laugh (and therefore encourage her) sometimes.
* Josh is in hearts with the city. He was very pleased that I was willing to go out, and wasn't put off at all by the fact that I was managing expectations. I typically do not get along well with the city, and I don't like being away from $home for too long regardless of where I am, so I was careful to emphasise fairly frequently that he would likely be off on his own or with
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sinboy or suchlike. I didn't want him expecting that I'd be up for a tromp every five minutes, because then he's upset and I'm upset, boo.
* I am, however, on better terms with NYC than before. I think part of it is I'm more willing nowadays to say "This is outside my limits, and I would like $this_much going-out, then home", and similar-sounding things. So I don't go on for hours being very grumpy and not telling anybody because
how can people
walk for
that long oh god I just want to go home, which means I'm more free to appreciate what's around me.
I still get spurts of "I wonder what this looked like before the city infested it? *morose*". I remain myself.
* One thing I definitely appreciate about NYC is, you know that awareness of other people thing? Where you see someone coming up on your left, so you edge to your right, or someone's going to cross in front of you so you slow down so they do that and you keep walking and it's all good? I bloody
love exercising that, and it gets a workout here.
(I'm sure there's a term for it in German.)
* Speaking of German, one of my pipe dreams is to somehow acquire a roomful of used books, where I can go through each book one-by-one and assess them individually. I always feel like I'm missing something when I just scan through piles. I'm not very thorough. Talking about this with
sinboy turned into something involving a will and a knife-fight with
regyt, which I am okay with.
* I am
on vacation, and it is glorious. Right now, I am drinking coffee, writing this post, and catching a bit up on my various to-read places. (Friends list here, blogs elsewhere, &c &c.) I may go to a thrift store later. Or back to The Strand to get this one book. Later, dancing with Rose. No phones, no coworkers, no getting up at bloody 5:30 in the goddamn morning. *relaxes*
* I am making great strides in not taking responsibility for others, but I still sometimes get stuck with poly situations. Josh can reassure me a million million times that
of course I'm here to see Rose and
of course he doesn't
mind (wtf) my sleeping in her room a lot, but I still get worried that he will feel left out or like a third wheel, blah blah blah. So, I told him that he can pull me aside at any time for any reason to discuss whatever's on his mind, and then I did not bring it up again. And so every time I get that twinge, I think, "Self, he is a big boy and can tell me if there's a problem, and I reminded him so my responsibilities have been covered, so shutcher piehole." So far, it's working.
* Any post on how wonderful it is to see Rose and how fucking gorgeous and amazing she is will descend into me beaming like an idiot and forgetting to do things like type real words with meaning and things. I am a doofus. She and Josh conspire against me to turn me into food, and she and I conspire against Josh by talking about feminist stuff shortly before he comes in the room.
J: I'll be in shortly!
R: So what, you think it's impossible for two women to be by themselves? You think we
need a
man?
J: ...quoi??
R/X: *cracks up*
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