Remember when Christmas was still a month away and I was freaking out because I thought I wouldn't have enough to do? And then I decided that I was going to use some of my spare holiday time to write a play?
Yeah. About that. As the holidays approached, my list of things to do slowly grew. At the current time, I am absolutely committed to the following activities:
Dinner and a movie with my new friend tonight*
Christmas Eve dinner with family tomorrow night
Christmas Eve sleepover with my Mom
Christmas Day dinner with more family
Counseling session with my performance coach on Thursday**
French lesson on Thursday
Dinner and a show with friends at the Art Gallery on Friday
And this is with minimal effort actually put into making plans. I still have a list of multiple other friends with whom I'm hoping to make plans in the next ten days. I have made so many plans that I actually managed to double book myself for Friday night, and for the third year in a row I will not be attending my residency group's annual party. (Is it surprising that an introvert would pick an intimate evening with friends over a big party? Zero surprising.)
Until about a week ago, I was still thinking about writing a play. But the more I thought about it, the more it seemed like a burden that I would resent, rather than a fun activity to keep me busy over the holidays. And then I had an insanely busy week on call, which has left me with a desk covered in unfinished work, and I thought "nope". No. No play this year. Rest.
Over the next ten days, I'm just going to recharge and get my life back on track. I'm going to empty the dishwasher that has been clean since Monday and refill it with the week's worth of dishes that are on the counter. I'm going to replenish my freezer stores so that I won't go hungry the next time I'm on call. And I'm going to do a little (lot) of work stuff so that I will not feel too horribly overwhelmed when I go back to work.
And I'm going to do fun stuff! I saved season two of Stranger Things, so there will be some serious binge watching. And books. And drinking peppermint hot chocolate. And drinking all of the wine I couldn't drink while I was on call. And sleep. Glorious, glorious sleep.
It may not be the same as Christmas with my ex's family, but I think it's going to be lovely all the same.
*I made a new friend this year! As an introvert who treats friends like precious heirlooms and keeps them forever, this is exciting.
**I need to write a post about this, because this has been life-changing.