Day 10 already? Booooo.
I was too tired to write yesterday. My dad drove me to visit my bestie from far away who was in the next state over visiting her family. The nervous energy from riding on the interstate, given my highway phobia, just does me in. It's getting better, slowly, but still, it's annoying.
And tonight we'll hit the highway again to go to our traditional New Year's Eve party where a bunch of us converge upon a friends' house, eat and drink and get merry, say goodbye to the old year and then sleep overnight.
I'm a little conflicted about partying given my bipolar disorder and its treatment. I can't really party so I'll be the tired girl drinking all the water and seeking out a quiet corner at some point during the later part of the evening. I may drink a beer, though, and definitely a sip of champagne at midnight.
First, however, we have discovered the source of a water leak in our basement. I'm partly glad because it doesn't seem that it's something really major like I had thought, but suddenly it's not a small event and we're waiting on the plumber to come over and rip up the place to solve the problem.
We always have plumbing problems during inconvenient times. Isn't that the way it usually goes?
Happy new year!