Fuck it. So much for the tawdry sex stories that I wanted to write here. Perhaps I will save my excuses on another post.
And as usual, this is my "Welcome the New Year" post, three weeks way too late. I can honestly say I don't miss 2009. It ended as crappily as it started and if there was a way to burn that period of time I would. Okay, its not as bad as two years ago, but the world of hurt that decided to take shelter this year affected more people than I can count. So, welcome 2010! Don't be a total bitch to me, I'm still nursing wounds that your predecessor inflicting upon me.
Honestly, I meant to write here but I'm falling back into bad habit of writing here when my state of mind is on the downside. But if this post seem to lack any coherent point, its because I haven't been sleeping really well, my ego is bruised over a fucking video game, and my body is rebelling at me for that 2 mile walk I took earlier.
Sorry, where was I?
A couple of hours ago, I decided to call my mother. Just to see what her plans were. And typical mother of mine, she managed to rope me into a family gathering. She's very sneaky like that, and knows full well I have no excuses to refuse them. As the divorcee loser daughter, I have no one to hide behind now to sidestep familiar obligations. Since moving out, my mother has taken me to one wedding, (soon to be) 2 baby showers, and numerous get togethers.
Despite my bitching, its been good for me.
You see, when I was married I really didn't see my family all that much. Most of that was me not really wanting to be part of it, trying to establish my own. I don't know why I did that. It wasn't as if my family hated my husband. In fact, they thought highly of him. Maybe because we come from two very different familial systems? Or is it because when I married him I was 25 years old, and trying to establish my own person-hood, and thus trying to put some distance from my past? Regardless, I regret not being close to my family as I should be.
Thankfully, my family haven't written me off or anything so severe. And I'm making up for lost time. In fact, half of my cousins are on my Facebook friends list. Its just nice to be back into the fold.
