DS31 had a birthday yesterday.
DS(almost)25 has a birthday tomorrow.
I'm putting together a little dinner at an Italian restaurant to celebrate Christmas and the 2 birthdays Sunday, if I can get the timing to work out. DS25 has a church service to play at 4, and DS31 has a weekly organized bike ride at 7, so we'll be rushed. My granddaughter can't make it; she's visiting her other grandmother.
(As I was writing this, it became lunch. I'm good with that.)
All 3 boys are broke, so it will be money for Christmas and birthday presents. Not too exciting, but it is what it is.
I received this text from XWW:
I'm inviting boys to my house 1:30 Christmas day for presents. I'm sure they would like you there, as well. You are welcome to come, as before.
"My house", of course, is the other house on the farm she won in the divorce. Not the most pleasant place for me to hang out.
OTOH,since my granddaughter won't be able to make it to the dinner on Sunday, and I'll be in town anyway, so I suppose I could go just to see her.
If I remember correctly, the last time I spoke with X was last Christmas. It may have been the last time I saw her, as well.
I've never been the biggest fan of Christmas, and since D-Day it hasn't improved much.
I have good reason to believe I will receive a lay-off notice just after New Year's Day, and will be on unemployment mid-January. I had 2 interviews with prospective clients, but neither accepted me.
I have begin a light version of job-hunting, which will pick up intensity over the next couple of weeks. Unlike last time, it's not so scary. I have a good network, lots of references, and even though I can't live on it, I'll be eligible for unemployment. Oh, and I'm not paralyzed with depression and I'm not on antidepressants. I've saved some money for just this kind of rainy day.
I have lots of things to think about now, plans for the future, and this is the sort of event that makes you focus a bit harder.