I've had a very nice two-week Xmas break from work. I haven't done everything I originally intended to, but I did get in a lot of goof-off time, which is a good thing. Got to sleep until I was ready to wake up, read a lot, mess with the cats, and fiddle around online playing games and following a massive dog rescue situation in Washington (state, that is). I brought some work home (learning MS Access 2010 and fine-tuning an Access database I knocked out before the break) and actually did some of it, but nowhere near what I set out to finish. Meh--it'll be there later, and maybe the boss will let me cut out an hour or two a day to work on it. It's for The Good Of The Order, after all.
I don't make New Year's resolutions--nobody keeps them, anyway. I'm still fat & flabby, and I don't expect it to change anytime soon. At some point I'll get back out walking so I can keep up with my aspirations on my next vacation trip. At some point I'll get back to photography. At some point I'll feel creative again, maybe, instead of just working all the time and waiting for...whatever the hell it is I'm waiting for.
Gee, looks like I'm still a bit burned out on my job (or something). Time to remind myself how lucky I am to have a job.
The cats are all in good shape: Sammi is officially 10 years old as of New Year's Day, Minnie is 9, and Annabelle is somewhere between 6 and 8. None of them like each other, although Sammi will occasionally play chase with Annabelle. We're not actually sure of any of their ages, but those are close enough. If I can bestir myself, I'll try to get updated photos of them all tomorrow.