December was definetely a tough month. First, my hands finally went out of comission due to repetitive stress from all the manic cooking I was subjecting them to in order to relieve stress from my dreadful job. Then, the injury spread upwards and made my neck, shoulders and back oh-so tight and just wouldn't let go, making it uncomfortable to sit, drive and sleep. Doing something as "light" as washing dishes and cooking would make my symptoms worse, and still does. This is incredibly disorienting for me, as the kitchen is not only my creative outlet but cooking also gives me a sense of normalcy and being grounded. I've had to quit my job, and I still don't know what I'm going to do next month. Tamar being gone most of the month definitely took a certain warmth out of the house, and it didn't help that the coldest, darkest and wettest month of the year was upon us.
It was a tough time for all of us, but it really made us come together as we were all miserable together. It was great to come home and remember that we could light Hanukkah candles, which really did bring much wanted light into our lives. I was also glad to have people come over to visit us, especially a few regulars who taught me to laugh at my problems. It was a time I am greatful to have housemates, and I really felt like the three of us bonded through this time.
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