hi!
2011... didn't suck.
i visited the ER a couple times. got an organ sucked out of my belly button. went to LONDON! and PARIS! paid off a bank loan i'd been carrying (in one form or another) since 1997. had the best 39th birthday a girl could hope for. gave blood -- twice! bought a new couch. i wore dresses! met George Stroumboulopoulos and he is still my voicemail message. i learned to love my kindle. played with glass & painted pottery. i purged, purged and purged again. and, i got my hair professionally coloured for the first time.
of course, it wasn't all bubble tea & kittens. i had a lot of stress and a lot of SAD. i struggled but i think i made it through in one piece. maybe even a little bit better than i was before it started.
i didn't feel like ringing in 2012 with a lot of hoopla. i stayed at home, ate pizza, watched some tv and was in bed by 10pm. i was woken by yelling neighbours just before midnight and stayed awake to hear the year tick over. then i kissed a kitten head and went back to sleep.
for this year, i'm not asking for a lot. i'd like it to be free of hospitals, big bills and anxiety/depression. i'd like it to be filled with more friends, kitten bellies and adventures. i want to get back to the gym. i want to eat more veggies. i want to continue to reduce the things i'm caretaking so that i can spend more time with the people (and kittens) i care for. i want to be smarter with my money. i want to be a better daughter, friend and employee.
mostly, i want to not freak the fuck out because i'm turning 40 this summer. ugh.
2012. wtf, right? that was freakin' science fiction when i was a kid. who knew we'd actually be alive to see it?
When I was a sprat I couldn't imagine I'd live to see the millennium. After all, I was be 40! How could I ever get so old?
*sigh*
Forty, you're turning forty this year! Shocked, I am.
Well, you're in for a treat. The forties will be the best time of your life--so far. Young enough to still make a splash and old enough to be wise about it. In your forties you rule your passions, they don't rule you--and that makes all the difference. There's a reason someone once said, "Life begins at forty." It's true. :-)
Turning forty. Wow! You're a lucky...kitten.