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My work trip to Reno was fun and I did okay. I talked to some new people, tried my best to be social and outgoing. The last night was a party at a nightclub and it was such a good time. I took a bunch of pics, all night long, and every single picture came out absolute shit. Just terrible, all blurry and creepy:

But I did manage to get one real good picture, on the last day, headed out of town. It is so good that it might even be featured in some upcoming Reno tourism campaigns. This is not retouched at all:

But the best part about traveling? coming home. That is where I truly fit in, where I’m in my element, where I shine:

During the trip, I decided on a few New Years resolutions. I’ll tell you about them next week.

In the meantime, I’ll leave you with this:

So I need to leave for the airport in a few short hours and what am I doing? I’m lying here in bed, anxious and unable to fall asleep. Because of course. I can’t just be normal and go to sleep and be well rested. I have to be all twitchy and itchy and restless and neurotic.

I always have a lot of anxiety right before traveling, but tonight is more than usual. To the point where I’m trying to figure out reasons and excuses for me to cancel.

I’m fretting because… well, for a lot of reasons.

For example, this is my first time on a airplane since the pandemic. It’s actually my first real trip anywhere in nearly 3 years. Ahhhh!!! Ahhh! AHHHHH!

And it’s my first work trip with the new company. there are going so many new people and I have to meet them all, face to face. Ugh. I hate face to face.

And I am stressed about leaving the boys for so long. I don’t like it. I am missing nick’s orchestra concert. (And the bruins only trip to CO.)

AND I HAVE TO DRESS UP.

See? So many things for me to churn and burn over. And now I’m gonna be exhausted and cranky on top of it all. Maybe I’ll get a bloody Mary at the airport and really make it fun.

I’m decorating and watching lord of the rings and it’s the best and I love it more than anything.

“Remember this ornament!”

“Look Ry, it’s your favorite!”

“Ooh no wait this one is my favorite”

But actually. Their favorite ornament is this silly pirates of Caribbean one we got when they were little. When you click a button it plays the music from the movie. They love it. I have all these gorgeous wonderful vintage ornaments but the one they love and look for every year is this goofy plastic music playing hallmark one. What can you do?

I would be watching the bruins game, but I live in Colorado so of course I can’t watch the game when they play the Avs. So stupid.

They’re winning at least!

-I woke up from a sexy dream in the middle of the night last night. Thought about masturbating. Did not. I regret this.

-I never got a book deal from Twitter, because I was never very good at Twitter. I regret this.

-I didn’t fix my broken car window and now I’m out of extra money. I regret this.

-I am out of extra money. I regret this.

-I never ended up going to London and Ireland this year. I regret this.

-I did not drink enough water yesterday or the day before or the day before that. I regret this.

-I bought a bunch of shit from QVC. I regret this. Well I kind of regret this. I regret some of it. Okay never mind I don’t regret any of it.

-I told someone once how I felt about them. I regret this.

-I bought some winter boots that were too small and I procrastinated too long and now I can’t return them anymore. I regret this.

-I waited too long to do car registration renewal and the late fee was more than the registration fee. I regret this.

-I had a tumor removed from my liver and now I feel all alone in this cold empty world. I didn’t know it then, but that tumor was my friend. My liver is sad. I regret this.

-You were mean to me. I regret this.