And a brand new year walking in the door.
In 2011, I gained a healthier diet.
I lost a very dear friend who I still think about every day.
I stopped going to New York as much as I used to.
I started thinking more seriously about what I want to do next.
I was hugely satisfied by my personal relationships.
And frustrated by my October Board meeting.
I am so embarrassed that I lost my cool in front of my boss.
Once again, I barely squeezed past the finish line for NaNoWriMo.
Once again, I did not buy a new pair of brown pants. Maybe this year.
The biggest physical difference between me last December and this December is half a missing toenail! (But it’s growing back, thank goodness).
The biggest psychological difference between me last December and this December is I’m less afraid of...well, everything.
I loved spending time in Georgia.
Why did I spend even two minutes wishing he’d love me the same way I loved him?
I should have spent more time lying on the grass outside in the sun.
I regret buying that black pencil skirt without noticing it didn’t have back vents. Who makes a pencil skirt without back vents?!
I will never regret buying my Nine West blush pumps even though with that money I could have bought two months worth of bus/metro fare.
I shopped way too much.
I didn't write letters enough.
Home repairs drove me crazy.
Was the political scandal reporting crazier than ever last year? Or was it me?
The most relaxing place I went was The Marshall House hotel in Savannah, GA.
I feel so happy when I write that down.
Why did I go to Vermont?
The best thing I did for someone else was help organize their wedding.
The best thing I did for myself was sing along with the radio, driving fast on the back roads with the windows down.
The best thing someone did for me was remind me I can do anything and that “anything” can begin at any time.
The one thing I'd like to do again, but do it better, is my last dinner with Joe.
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