I have been busy moving stuff for the past several days. I hate moving. I keep thinking about what I will do if I end up moving across the country again. I don’t think my parents would be willing to haul all my crap for me again. Well, maybe if they are moving their own crap, they won’t mind it too much.

I got my book on breaking into the pharmaceutical sales business. It’s very encouraging. I really need to revise my resume before I go about posting it again. Miss Kitty is going to call a district sales manager she knows and see if she can get me a ride along with a rep. Miss Kitty seems much more behind my little plan lately. I think she’s sick of hearing me complain about my boss.

I have also gotten some pretty good Christmas presents. I got beautiful mugs and hot beverage fixings and some lovely smelly candles from Lotus. I got a new Nigella cookbook from Maddy. I have no idea what Miss Kitty got for me. My mom told me she has a surprise for me now since she has already told me about most of my presents. I like surprises. I knew from a very young age that my mom was Santa, but I was never a kid who went searching for Christmas presents because I wanted to be surprised. I was however the kid who woke everyone up at dawn on Christmas morning. Now I don’t care if I sleep ‘til noon, but I want surprises and my mom’s blueberry crepe pancakes on Christmas morning—sans the blueberries for me though.

Well, I can’t think of much else to write about for now.

Love to all.