A year on…
…and I’m still thinking in terms of school years. I guess working for a university will fuck with your head like that. In any case, what a bizarre year it’s been for me. I’ve not ever had one with quite so many ups and downs. Let me tell you, it’s really been a year of the latter, too. All things considered, though, I have quite a bit that I’m happy for…and since I usually use this blog as a vehicle for complaint, I thought I’d switch it up with a nice list of things I’m glad for this year:
- a beautiful home of my own filled with all my favourite things
- a great coworker, friend and fellow passenger on the expressway to hell, Hannah
- giant purple, natural wood crayons – and the Sonya that gives them to me
- Angelar…even when we are fighting, we have more fun than two people should
- even though she eats everything from plaster to track pants, Lolar is a pretty cool pet
- the sound of my own shoes walking the sidewalk followed me to Rome this year
- I can cook and finally live close enough to a Wegman’s to really enjoy that talent
- my swanky means of conveyance, Klaus, who makes me smile (until I fill him)
- sometimes I even get to see Dusty or Hoover…outside of the ARoB lounge
- oh yeah…my family, which has been stellar at keeping me moving in so many ways
Of course there is more, but this seems to cover the high points.
Wow…being positive feels really odd. Uh, I think I’m going to go shout snarky things at orphaned kittens or something…
