I'm just about packed for our Tagaytay family holiday and my final load of laundry is wrapping up its drying cycle. My timing was a little off and I may end up with a damp pair of shorts as part of what I'm bringing with me, but it's just a minor inconvenience. At least everything else was settled quite decently.
As much as I'm looking forward to spending time with the family (especially the nephews once they arrive), I know I'll also feel like I'm missing out on other things. Thus far, Tobie and I have largely spent our Christmases apart and then we come back together for the New Year. We figure at some point our celebration will evolve as we try to better incorporate our two families somehow, but that's still a work in progress.
To be fair, I have no idea how to juggle simultaneous holiday celebrations in that manner. The unique nature of my moving out did rather temper my holiday celebrations in general. This pattern of Christmas with the family and New Year with my partner has sort of been the pattern ever since I left home. My ex didn't have particularly notable Christmas celebrations, so that was never a complication. Tobie's family is rather big on holiday things but it was easier for us to just do our own things. But given the changes in recent years, it feels more and more likely that we might figure out how to bring our two families together at some point. It won't be an extended thing - maybe a lunch or dinner together or something. But even that kinda feels like it should be treated as a milestone.
One thing at a time, I suppose.
For now, my brother and I need to get ourselves to Tagaytay and steel ourselves for the colder weather. I've packed two jackets just in case (plus other reasons) and some nice thick socks, so I should be good. My Kindle is fully charged. I just need to finish this blog so I can stow my laptop away and be ready to go.
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