belated merry christmas
Ah, Christmas is fun. But I take this opportunity to be thankful, as much as I love them and everything, that I'm not around my family all the time.
First off, my family is great. When given the opportunity to compare the lot I drew with that of friends and other acquaintances, it never ceases to amaze me how good I've had it. We actually have fun. Yeah, there's the occasional fight (with my sisters, mostly), but this mostly comes out of the natural abrasion brought on by living in close quarters. And that's mostly healthy.
But there's one thing I notice when I come back here, and that's how darned stressed out my family can get. Mostly my mom, who spreads it to everybody else. My dad's almost as unflappable as I am, but he can get scarily intense sometimes. More and more when I come home, I just have to keep silently asking "Why are you taking this all so seriously? Relax!"
I haven't been able to get ahold of anybody, as per usual. I should try harder, but it would be nice if somebody tried to get ahold of me.
I'll be back in Waterloo on Sunday in time for an interesting-looking New Year's party. I haven't done one of those in a while... :)