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Update: 5 Things On The 5th (December 2018)

I gave an extra day to write this month's 5 Things because today is Epiphany! #OkayEmily you're not Catholic, what's up with that? Well, Epiphany is the end of the Christmas season. It's twelve days after Christmas, so you celebrate twelve whole days and then get Epiphany at the end. Catholic people believe that the Wise Men showed up at the stable on January 6th, and celebrate in their own ways.

But it's also Armenian and Eastern Orthodox Christmas. And it's also literally the day I met my own Armenian. I don't talk to him anymore, but we mention his name so often that he might as well still be here, getting up to crazy things. So here's to you, Garo. In the midst of the crappiest time of my life, you showed up at work anyway despite being hungover, and you made my days in NYC the best they could ever be.

Here are my 5 things for December 2018:
  1. I played in a recital for the first time since that fateful day in 2010. It was exactly what I needed: me taking back my music in that setting with the people who cared about me. I needed it SO. MUCH. I can't wait to do more, even though I'm nervous.
  2. I stayed in a hotel with my grandmother before Christmas Eve. (There was no room for us at the inn, LOL.) It was really unique to stay with her, and we connected in a way we hadn't before. 
  3. I changed work schedules again so I get weekends off, which is gonna be super helpful with my future plans. 
  4. I went back to a convention downtown! I was TERRIFIED. And I only went for a few hours, and I had someone with me most of the time, but I was surrounded by my arcade games and I did okay. I even got to play some of my favorite songs and try some new songs! I left feeling like I can go to Ohayocon safely...with an escort for one day, LOL. I'll get there someday.
  5. I took time to embrace the holidays. Last year during Christmas I had stuff hit the fan, so I spent most of my days in a funk. It didn't feel like Christmas. I took extra time to make it feel like Christmas this year. (AND GUESS WHAT?!? THE THING THAT CAUSED THE FUNK IS TOTALLY OKAY NOW!!!!)
And as an added bonus, here are five things I want to do this new year!
  1. I took a lot of December off, but I still want to run/jog the entire Cedar Point Run and Ride 5K. Of course I'm nervous, and quite frankly I need to shell out the extra money for a gym membership near my house instead of just chillin' at my work treadmill. Quite frankly, I need for this spring to stay forever ;P
  2. I'm planning another recital. Let's do it, fam.
  3. I need to be able to make it through Matsuricon without collapsing again. It's a goal of mine. I know everybody's gonna help me out. I'm ready!
  4. My sister is getting married and I really wanna help her with everything I can! She's like SUPER COOL and I know she wants this, so I want to do my best for her.
  5. I want to plan my New Year (the July one, guys) ahead in advance and I want to have as much fun as I can during it. I'm not sure where I'll go yet, but I want to do something special.
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