Friday's Letters

Dear tomorrow,  You will be very bittersweet (ok, mostly bitter) for me. You see, my grandma's house has been for sale ever since she passed away in summer 2009, and it recently sold. When we moved back to the area this fall, we used her garage as a temporary storage unit for many of our belongings. So tomorrow we'll be removing our things and saying goodbye to "the house that built me." (If you've never heard that song, you should listen to it. It's so meaningful for me because it's exactly how I feel about this house home.)
Dear husband, I don't tell you enough, but you're truly wonderful. Seriously. Your birthday is on Monday, and I am really looking forward to getting dinner with our friends on Saturday night to celebrate another year of you. I must have been complaining the other week about how I feel like I wear the same work clothes every other day & that I really need more, and yesterday, you informed me that you wanted me to have any cash that you get for your birthday so I can buy myself some nice clothes. I am abosolutely not taking it (we really don't need the money - it's more of an issue that I'm too cheap to spend money on myself) but the fact that you offered completely warmed my heart. Thank you for being you.
Dear sleepiness, I'm not sure what's gotten into me, but I've been going to sleep really early every night for the past week. I feel so lazy when I get home from work (at which I sit at my desk) and then lay on the couch in my sweatpants for most of the evening... but sometimes that's necessary, right?
Dear winter, Please go away already. I keep hearing all of these weather comparisons to this time last year (when it was 70+ degrees) and it's actually making me depressed. I've really had enough of you. I'll miss you when December is here, but I wouldn't mind if you disappeared until then.