Friday and Saturday were days of mostly sleep. I also had an everlasting headache. It was not a terrible one, just one that left me unable to concentrate. I guess both things were result of the holiday’s finale.
Okay, most people wouldn’t think such a Christmas day I had would be so exhausting… but for me… I think it was the culprit. I am easily drained by stimuli. I laughed a lot, interacted a lot, the TV was going, people were talking and laughing, the lights were bright… bunch of stuff.
All of that lasted for some hours and I had easily become exhausted with aching muscles by eight or so. Yeah… when that modified to half occurs, I’m usually out for a night and the next day. Well, this took two nights and a day and a half.
My sister stayed the night on Friday. I didn’t wake up until maybe three or three-thirty. My sister got me a gift that dealt with the iPod my Dad handed down to me. It was a speaker thing. Well, they kept bugging me to get batteries in it to make it work since the night before. I didn’t have enough batteries so they got me some during the morning or possibly even afternoon whilst I was unconscious.
So I was sent back to my room for their amusement. I inserted the batteries they got me and checked it out. My player worked. There speakers worked. The player then stopped and said the batteries needed to be charge. I plugged the player to my computer and left my room to inform them.
Well, they just had to listen to it themselves, so after deciding to use the MP3 player my mom got for Christmas as the tester, they began to play music. Now, I listen to music very softly. Usually if a person enters my room they can’t hear it playing. If they can it is likely not loud enough for them to know the words. They cranked it up loud.
Slowly a headache began to form. They continued fiddling and then my sister decided to introduce my father to Pandora. They started playing music on that and for my ears it was loud. My headache grew. I considered retreating to my room, but they were still playing around with the gadgets. Since one of them was mine, I felt it was best I stick around for courtesy sake. (In all truth I was at loss as to why my sister got me the damn thing. If I want to listen to the music on the iPod I’ll use headphones or my computer.)
Since I hadn’t eaten at all that day I began to heat up leftovers from Christmas dinner around four. As I began to eat my father tells me not to fill myself up since we were going out for Chinese. That surprised me really. We likely had a good amount of leftovers after all.
I think it was a bit after that I retreated to my room. Mom came home around five and after a while we headed off for dinner… or in my case breakfast. On the way there I think my headache from earlier was still present. I wasn’t fond of the radio being on and I cringed when my dad decided to sing. He told my sister she reawakened his interest in music again. Inwardly I groaned and believed they shied me away from it. Well, I was saved when we arrived. There we ate, talked and it was overall pleasant.
After that we came home and my mom wished to go shopping to see if there were any good sales. She wanted me to come along and though I was tired and my headache lingered, I followed. My sister came too. Well, my mom looked at clothes and my sister went off on her own.
After a while at the back of the store I saw my sister. We sort of met up. My sister talked about sheets and I remembered something I often thought of getting. It was a sort of pillow that my mom has. Memory foam is what it is made of. I noted it to my sister and I think I ended up noting it to my mom. To my surprise she decided to get me one. She told me to consider it a late Christmas gift.
After that we headed back for home, but stopped at Walgreen’s. Mom wanted to see if there were any sales on Christmas cards. My sister and I wandered around. She looked at various candies. I looked at some, having discovered I could handle a little bit of white chocolate earlier in the month and then just browsed very aisle for the heck of it.
My mom seems to have found her cards and my sister discovered some sort of truffles she liked. They grabbed an assortment that had the kind of white chocolate I sampled earlier in the month. We got in line, checked out and finally headed for home.
I think I fell asleep after that, but woke up in the middle of the night to do a bit of chores and then went to sleep soon after. In any case, I noted my sister was still up or at least had left the lights on in the guest room during that.
It was the former. She couldn’t sleep at all during the night. So, Sister left our home yelling and screaming at around seven the next morning. I wouldn’t know on my own since I was dead to the world. I did get up to get groceries with my dad though. I felt really under the weather though.
My bill for groceries was higher than I expected as well. I was in shock. I then checked the price of an often purchased item. It was a twelve pack of canned tea. $4.19… When I started buying such drinks it was around $2.50… Simply put, I didn’t even bother looking at all the other things that likely went up.
After that we went home and I was out for most of the day. My eldest brother came by and I was woken. I had him open my gift and it seems he loved it. That was good. We later ate dinner and I managed to stay up for the rest of the night because my brother and I watched some House, MD episodes. I don’t recall when I went to bed, but it might have been when my mom did. I pretty much collapsed again despite the night wasn’t as lively as Christmas night.
Sunday… I woke around nine-thirty. I took a shower to find the water was freezing. E. brother took a shower before me and Dad ran the clothes washer on hot. Oi. I saw my brother briefly and ate some cereal. When I made an appearance again my brother had already left since he had to be at work by two or something.
I did my best to stay up the rest of the day, but took a brief doze for at most thirty minutes before my dad and I left to pick up a certain sort of paper for my mom at Office Max and then Wal-Mart to see if there were any cases for my mom’s new MP3 player. After that we came home. I did some chores, I read and pretty much did what I could to stay wake. I think I took a three hour nap because my head was still hurting. I don’t remember when it started or ended though.
Around five or six I recalled I needed to eat something and thus reheated leftovers from the night before. My mom kept wanting for us to watch something together. I just wanted to hole up in my room and keep up my recuperation process. Around seven she calls me to join her and I can’t find it in my heart to refuse. I was admittedly annoyed and inwardly grumpy. In the end, she was wrong about the timing of the show. There was also an overlap on timing because of a football game.
Pretty much we watched the end of 60 Minutes and then watched some show called “Password”. The game show actually amused me and thus lifted my spirits some. Once it was over, Mom turned off the TV since my dad had already gone to bed. I left the room and retreated back to my own after doing a few quick chores.
It was around eight or eight-thirty then. So, in the peacefulness of my dimly-lit room I read. Quiet, shadowed, serene… I was most content in such settings. I rather prefer such after holidays that deal with many people. Yeah, a big family dinner that pretty much requires relatives to come together for just a day zaps away my energy.
Funny thing is my family is small. This Christmas the most people in this house were five. Thanksgiving had fourteen. In all accounts I’m the youngest. Thank god I’m the youngest… crying babies and excited kids would be the death of me.
Sigh… Well, it isn’t to say Christmas was at all bad. I actually really loved this Christmas. I had fun, laughed, talked and such… It is just the aftermath that gets me. It is a good thing I don’t drink. If I am this way just from socializing and having a good time from that… Booze would kill me in a snap. The hangover would likely lead me to smashing my head open with a hammer. Yep.