I have found my true calling

And all it is, is to exist without a downstairs neighbor.

I had a Christmas party on Saturday that just got nuts. As always, no one showed up until an hour after it was supposed to start, and as always, I wasn't ready even then. I'm telling you, I should have been born in Spain. Those people understand my schedule!

So I'm mixing punch and fixing food trays and bossing my friends to decorate my Christmas tree, and finally things come together. And it was good. People kept coming, and coming, and coming. I started to get self-conscious cos so many people descended that I couldn't remember who brought me a bottle of wine so I could thank them again. They were coming and going without me noticing, there were a bunch of people I've never seen before...

I love having parties, but I feel bad when I can't chat with everyone. I guess I need to let that go. It was really a wonderful time, and like I said before, made all the better cos my downstairs neighbor just moved out, so there's nobody to complain. Merry Christmas to me!