One down, seven to go

This week started with a small birthday celebration on Friday evening and ended with a quiet movie today. Additional bookending was provided by not one, but two weddings: I was on the groom's side for the first last week, on the bride's side for the second last night, and both yielded unexpected reunions with ex-classmates from school years gone by.

I did a quick tally last night and I have only seven more weeks on this job (excluding remaining leave). It's really surreal, now that it's coming down to the end. In many ways, I feel as if I'm retiring already --- handing over major projects, filling in only for short-term assignments, being left out of the loop for anything that pertains to next year. What's left for me to do doesn't offer much sense of satisfaction; I'm really just biding my time here.

The next week off should be November 27 -- December 2. I suspect it will largely be a repeat of this week (tea with mom and aunts, midnight jaunts with friends), with additional Xmas fervour stirred into the mix, by way of Chestnuts and my usual early December frenzy of Xmas card-writing. Speaking of which, if you'd like an old-fashioned snailmail card and it's possible I don't have your address, email it to me at bubblevicious -at- gmail -dot- com and I'll add you to my list. I've already got 71 people --- the more the merrier!

To bed, perchance to sleep ---and that's a weak perchance indeed, given that on average I've been up till 2 am and awake only at 10 am all week. I'm not going to feel this gleeful tomorrow...