I had high hopes for 2013, I really did. But so far, it has been one giant donkey punch. And not the good kind.
It started off with a schedule change for K, to working nights and weekends. And it's a good move, because it means he doesn't have to travel every week throughout the winter. But it also means we see each other for one hour every day, when I get home from work, and we never have the same days off.
Then, I threw my back out (6 days away from turning 29, and I've morphed into a brittle-boned senior). Following that, I got strep throat, and then naturally, K got it, too.
We went to a wedding on Saturday, (K had to take the night off, but it was WELL worth it.) Half way through the evening, one of our best girlfriends said "You two look GREAT! Have you both lost weight?" To which I replied: "Well, we've eaten grilled cheese three days this week, and not much else. So I guess that could be it..."
6 glasses of wine later, I had seven of the table favors stuffed into my purse (donated from our table companions, not stolen) and K and I were dancing like little kids. I told him that this was the first time in about a month that one or both of us wasn't wearing pajamas.
We had a fabulous time, and it was just enough to help me get through this awful winter. I'm counting down the days until he doesn't have to work this shift anymore, and we can resume a (semi) normal life.
How has everyone else's 2013 started off? Please, people, spread the joy!