I don't know about you, but I'm damned glad that the holidays are over. This was a schnozzwangling flapdoodle of a season at our house. Like the most extreme roller coaster at a monster theme park, 2007 began as a hair-raising ride and ended up the same way. I'm green with nausea and my knees are shaking as I step into 2008. All I want to do is sit down in the shade with a snow-cone.This is the first day of the first normal week of the year. The parties are over, as well as the concerts, shopping and haunting the mailbox for checks that never came from wealthy clients who promised to pay before the end of the year. Did you even stop to think that our family really counted on that money? Thanks for nothing.
It was a season of burying and grieving cherished dreams. Everything that made up 2007 culminated during the last three weeks of the year and I'm about 25 minutes from selling everything and moving to Mexico, where I can lie in a hammock on a patio drinking Corona with lime. I'm serious. I came into 2008 feeling like I was swimming upstream with sand bags attached to every limb. I want to shake it all and go someplace where I can exhale and not run around like Henny Penny, looking out for the pieces of sky that have been falling on my head for so long.
I'm used to toasting an exciting New Year on December 31st, but this year all I asked for was an uneventful one. I want to pass the coming year quietly, calmly, invisibly. I'm worn out.
The only positive thing I can remember from 2007 is the weekend we spent with you in Spokane last January. Other than that, 2007 is to be wiped from memory. This year has got to be better. For both of us.
ReplyDeleteThis has undoubtedly been one of the most difficult and disappointing years that I've ever been through, for a number of reasons. And to add insult to injury, it seems as if we're never going to get out of the financial slump we've been in for the last two years, which was only further magnified by the disappointment with the outcome over the will.
ReplyDeleteI'm in a dead-end, go-nowhere, receptionist job, which pays crap. I have no health insurance, no money saved, and no future to look forward to but to stay right here in the same position I'm in right now. I'm sick to death of it. I'm sick to death of living for everyone else, working for everyone else's dream but my own and barely scraping by while I'm doing it. I want my turn, goddammit!!! I want MY dream. I want the next year to be about US, Steph and me, and what WE want and about our life together, and OUR dreams.
Okay...tantrum over.
Mexico sounds good to me, too. It seems we working-class folks are not going to get anywhere in this corrupt country. I'm still waiting (as I have been since October) to be called back to my job and it doesn't look like that will happen anytime soon. I'm lucky I can at least still pay my bills, but I'd like to move AHEAD - not be running like the Red Queen to stay in the same place. I hope and pray we get a radical change of government in this new year. I shudder to think what will happen if it ends up as "politics as usual" again. End of my rant.
ReplyDeleteThis has undoubtedly been one of the most difficult and disappointing years that I've ever been through, for a number of reasons. And to add insult to injury, it seems as if we're never going to get out of the financial slump we've been in for the last two years, which was only further magnified by the disappointment with the outcome over the will.
ReplyDeleteI'm in a dead-end, go-nowhere, receptionist job, which pays crap. I have no health insurance, no money saved, and no future to look forward to but to stay right here in the same position I'm in right now. I'm sick to death of it. I'm sick to death of living for everyone else, working for everyone else's dream but my own and barely scraping by while I'm doing it. I want my turn, goddammit!!! I want MY dream. I want the next year to be about US, Steph and me, and what WE want and about our life together, and OUR dreams.
Okay...tantrum over.