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Just had a very busy weekend.

On Saturday, I was meant to go to a hen’s kitchen tea for Red’s friend’s fiancée while Red went on the bucks day and night. Because I didn’t know anyone and wasn’t feeling too well, I cancelled (sending her present along with Red). I then drove halfway across Sydney and hung out with my grandmother, had lunch with my aunt at ‘Jane Eyre Cafe’ and then came home to rest for a few hours.

That night, I had tried to organise a movie night but cancelled due to lack of availability and interest. Instead, I picked up Red’s sister (who’s my age) and we went to see My Week With Marilyn, then had a post-movie snack at a nearby cafe.

On Sunday, we went out for breakfast and then headed into the city for him to meet his friend to give him the short film they’d made together. I shopped while he did that, then we took the train back together, went grocery shopping and cooked dinner. I retreated to bed to read 1Q84 and then the storm hit so we ended up going to bed early.

A fairly eventful weekend all up, really. Oh, and apparently people are quitting at my work left, right and centre. All the people I like, too. This will be fun when I try to get any of my annual leave…

This was the nicest Christmas Day I’ve had since 2005.

Red and I got up early, exchanged gifts (he said my gift to him was the best and most thoughtful gift he’s ever gotten), then went to his parents’ place for breakfast.

After exchanging presents and stuffing our faces with croissants, we came home and he got ready while I got together all the stuff to take to my uncle’s place for my family’s Christmas lunch.

We somehow survived the obscene amount of food, chatted to everyone out of the 22 other people there, and then headed back home for a bit of a rest before driving back to his parents’ place for proper Christmas dinner. He, his dad and his sister then sat down and were watching random comedy DVDs while his mum and I had a chat at the dining room table about random things.

We’re finally home and I’m just about to get into bed with my iPhone and watch The Vicar of Dibley episode ‘The Handsome Stranger’, which is what Alex (seraphicseduction) and I watch every year.

Merry Christmas to all - hope your day was filled with holiday cheer, delicious food, extravagant presents and everything you could hope for!

I am going to be so cranky with lack of sleep by Friday.

Today, I was meant to sleep in but Red went to do some casual work on a building site, which had him leaving before 7. So I went to see my grandparents, then hit up Miranda to see what I could spend my birthday/Christmas money on. I FOUND NOTHING IN THREE HOURS OF WALKING.

Tomorrow, he has to leave the house at the ungodly hour of 5am so that he can drive to Newcastle. He’s doing some photos of houses for his friend who runs a real estate business. I don’t have work until 3 tomorrow. So I’ll be up at 5, get home at 10:30-11, and then have to be up at 6 the next day so I can be at work by 7.

This also means that by Friday afternoon, I won’t have spent more than 30 minutes with him since Tuesday.

The only good thing is that I’m seeing Bronwyn in the city tomorrow to catch up after she finishes work at the aquarium at 9. I want to buy a new wallet and spend my Kinokuniya book vouchers. Possibly spend the cash that I have from my birthday too, and the voucher that Myer sent me.

Le sigh. I should just go to bed.

Red: I can’t bounce back like that. I don’t know how you do it.

Me: I’ve had 5 years to perfect it.

I really hate how emotional I get about death. Red’s grandfather died, and he seems pretty OK with it, though he doesn’t really know how to react. I’m fine at home or speaking to friends/his family about it, but every time I’ve had to mention it at work, I just have a meltdown. The funeral is this week, but work has told me to take all the time I need for it, even if I have to go home early. They’re very supportive. It doesn’t really help that it’s been almost 5 years since the accident either. Obviously, it’s just not a good time of year for me, which makes my desperation for summer to arrive even stranger, I guess.

Red’s grandfather passed away at about 4am this morning.

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