one down

one to go. Got through Christmas, albeit in shit (for arriving late...parrot emergency) and unsober (blame BIL, who poured me two drinks that were both about twice as strong as anything I'd have poured myself. TG for heavy-handed BILs). Next on the list is New Year's Eve, another particular unfavourite. Am doing a rehab shift the afternoon of the 1st, which suits me, as it gives me a good reason not to go out partying. Unfortunately, SA has a penchant for fireworks on NY Eve, so will be up late with hysterical dogs anyway. And after that pdoc will be back on the 3rd, and tdoc on the 4th. And I can go back to survival as a daily activity rather than a special event. Oh yay....