where two oceans meet

 I'm slowly working on a holiday recap post (including some yuletide and other recs) but in the meantime, a small personal update.

• I have an eye appointment in a week (which will be bundles of fun without insurance) because I can only about five hours before developing an eye-ache. Worse on days when I spend the day in front of the computer, or drive, or attempt to watch a movie or TV... so every day, basically.
• Looking at my 2012 planner is making me pretty excited. I have mixed feelings about derby still, and I've basically given up on graduating, but there are some writing projects on the horizon that have me looking forward instead of dreading the time required. I'm gaining a roommate in February, turning 27, and will be one more year closer to the future. 
• I redecorated today! I actually didn't do very much, but I moved around some living room furniture, cleared all of the heat grates in case I actually turn on the heat (lol) and CLEANED. I also did laundry. I don't know what came over me.
• In less positive news, my mother actually told my younger sister that she regrets marrying her husband. [long inhale, release] Can I just say that her needing to share this sort of personal details basically ruined my teenage years. The sentiment itself isn't too shocking -- they only dated for about six months, and we pretty much unanimously thought it was a terrible idea, but you know, she's an adult, she's got to make her own choices. The issue I have here is that, on the pretext of keeping her informed of things that "might affect her" my mom is burdening my sister in the same way she did me around my parents' divorce. I can't wait for my sister to get out of there, to move down here for school and to find that breath of fresh air she's so far only been able to get at work. 
• Current projects: 3_ships pinch hit. fivetimesbb story 1. rarewomen nominations (soon).

In short, despite some things, I'm feeling good. And maybe it's just the rush of being home after being "home", or spending the morning with my sister (even though she didn't like Young Adult, bah), or the feeling of accomplishment when I actually finish something... It might just be my cats snuggling me again after a long weekend away. Even if Rupert did get drool all over my new PJ pants.