GOOD FUCKING RIDDANCE, 2011!

That's right! See you later, sucker! Sayonara! Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out! Not that I'm bitter, because I'm not. I'm just glad to be seeing the back end of 2011 and the beginning of a new year. Not that there weren't high points. There were. I'm sure there were. A whole 12 months, there had to be some good times, right? They just don't leap to mind the way the hard times do, ya know?

Ironically, 11 is (one of) my lucky number(s), so you'd think that this would have been, like, the best year ever, but it really wasn't. Look, no one kicked, everyone I love is healthy and reasonably happy, and despite my best efforts Ted has managed to keep us out of the poorhouse, so what the hell am I bitching about? Well, there were some lows. Ted and I had our first fight in front of the kids. I'm no mother of the year, as I imagine is obvious, but still. Also, I realized I have no friends in my town, despite having lived here for two years. It took a dead rodent on the floor of my living room to bring this fact home, which also sort of sucked. And I may or may not have had some sort of mid-life crisis which involved a lot of inappropriate texting and posting pictures of my cleavage on the Interwebs.


However. It wasn't all tears and dead vermin and boob shots. I started this site, which, in addition to bringing joy to thousands dozens of readers all over the tri-state area, provides me with an outlet for some of the crazy. I also acquired 7 clients, one of whom is not even related to me or one of my best friends but a real person! Who came to me! To hire me! I know. I can't believe it either. My "real" job is humming along. My kids are healthy. I'm madly in love with and married to the one person on earth who's willing to put up with me. And I've realized what I want from 2012, which is really half the battle in terms of goals. Once you know what you want, the hard part is done. Remember that.

So what's my New Year's Resolution? For years I had the same one: honesty - to stop lying. Not that I was ever some compulsive liar, weaving tall tales or telling massive whoppers, but I wanted to erase even the "white lies" from my life. You know, when you just can't motivate to meet a friend for plans so you say that something came up instead? Well, now I just tell the truth. Mostly. It took a few years, that one. Then two years ago I resolved to eat more risotto. It was far and away the best New Year's resolution EVER. And it worked! I DID eat more risotto! I don't even remember what last year's was, which is probably just as well. But for 2012, I have the perfect resolution:

SIMPLIFY

Let me explain. I'm tired of having too many clothes to fit in my closet, and yet nothing to wear. I'm tired of the kids having piles of toys that clutter up the house but never get played with. I'm tired of leaving all of the family's medical insurance paperwork until it piles up so high that I want to vomit at the thought of tackling it. I'm tired of ordering groceries only to find that I've bought too much of stuff that we already had, and left out what we needed. I could go on, but you get the point.


Don't worry, I'm not going all minimalist on you. I like stuff, and I like having a lot of it. I'm just tired of having too much of everything, if that makes any sense. I want to be more thoughtful about what I buy, more ruthless about what I get rid of, and more organized with day-to-day shit, both on the job(s) and in my home.



Wish me luck! I wish all of you lots of luck and love and laughter in 2012, and hope you have a great time tonight ringing it in. Happy New Year!

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