Today was our big holiday pot luck luncheon so now that it's over, no one knows what to do with themselves and we all just want to go home and start our weekends. It's 2:46 pm. Mike will be here around 4:30 so I just have to get through the rest of the day as inconspiculously unproductive as possible.
I haven't been to Jersey in three weeks. A record. No, I don't miss it at all. I just miss my mom and Mike. I don't even miss my mom that much though because we talk just about every day and I enjoy her on the phone a lot. Sometimes I get crabby in her house. But I'm taking her to breakfast tomorrow so that should be nice. I've asked Mike if we could just go get a drink tonight, just he and I. It's been a while since we've done that and we've had some really great nights just talking at new bars that we've never been to splurging on good beer and taking turns ordering shots.
Yes, Jersey smells. I never knew it when I lived there but now I can smell it when I drive in and around and I also realize now how much more I dislike the people there. People here know I'm not from Philly but I don't get the impression they think I suck either and that I should go back to Joisy. Generally, I like the people I know and meet here. I also work with some great people and some amazing characters. I don't know if that has anything to do with Philly. But generally, and I don't know if this is because I work for a not for profit, but it seems that Philly really is about brotherhood and helping people in need. Like I said, I am in the not for profit field and I do happen to work in a United Way Building, but everywhere I go, I just see people trying to do their part. I like that. I've done my part this year and not just this holiday season. I'm proud of myself for that.