09 december 2021
Here I am again. I guess I haven't felt like blogging much in a while. I had an idea to create another blog to use as a media journal, but I don't think this one is well-suited. If only because it lacks organizational features like categories and tags -- and let me be clear, I don't think it needs them. But a media journal project does, really.
I want to be able to sort by media type and look up old entries, at least for my own sake, and if I get any readers, I think they'll want the same.
My ankle is mostly healed now. I went through six weeks of physical therapy, which contributed a lot to the healing process, and I was deemed healed enough to no longer need follow-up. It's still a little sore, and occasionally has pangs of pain if I step on it too hard or at the wrong angle. But I can walk on it, and I don't always have to brace it. I'm still doing exercises at home, and will be until it feels fully normal again. That may be a while.
Already in mid-December, which feels strange. The year has passed so quickly. It's something older adults always said to me when I was a child, that time went by so fast, while at the time I couldn't stand waiting. Christmas always felt very far away, even as it inched closer through the month of December. I don't really celebrate the holiday much now so it springs on me suddenly, like a fox in the snow.
Our holiday cards are in the print shop being made. They said it would take a week, so we must not have been the only ones with that idea. I thought we weren't buying gifts, but then everyone seemed to decide that we were, and I'm still figuring that out. I like giving gifts, but around Christmas it just feels like a panic. Stressful! I really like picking out thoughtful gifts, things that remind me of the person. I don't care for Christmas lists. I will begrudgingly comply with people that do, but I'm at an age and an income where I just... buy the stuff I want, usually. It feels corny to give gift cards, too, unless they are so specific that they have a clear purpose, a clear interest in mind.
I suppose the problem won't get any less complex as the years go on. I was thinking, we don't decorate for Christmas anymore, but I have some string lights featuring Drinky Crow from the comic Maakies. I like indoor string lights. I could put them up year-round.