Boxing Day

Only got about 3 hours of sleep last night before having to get up and head over to a neighbor’s for yet another Christmas get together. These neighbors are more like family. My friend Chris and his wife just had a baby boy a few weeks ago, so had to meet the baby. They have a 6 year-old and a 2 year-old, and Chris’ sister has a 6 year-old and a 3 year-old. And their parents have a bunch of energetic friendly dogs. Suffice to say I am wiped out after the running around, wrestling, playing fetch, playing wiffle ball and pushing on swings. 

Now my parents are about to have some friends over, a couple they’ve been friends with since long before I was born. I like them well enough and have spent many a holiday with them, but I’m just not in the mood for even more 3rd or 5th wheel activity. I can’t take anymore pity laden “How are you?” or “Are you doing OK?” queries. Even I am honest and tell ‘em I’m not okay I just get the pap response of “You just gotta move on..” which I know is meant with good intentions but is something I’m tired of hearing. 

It’s raining. And humid. Maybe I should sneak off to finally see “Rogue One”. I know if I lie down on the bed and try to read or listen to music I’ll fall asleep and feel groggy afterwards. Too bad I don’t have a gym membership anymore. Would be nice to get in a good, long workout since my body already hurts and is warmed up. Would also be nice to have a different kind of workout, if ya know what I mean and I think you do.