I want my Happy New Year!

Here I am in a new year - 2009.

I remember when I was in grade school and a teacher 

talked to us about the new millennium. Why - I will be 

forty!!! I will probably have children!!! I might have 

gray hair and wrinkles!!! How totally gross!!!

I want this year to be a great one, I want to remember 

it for the rest of my life because it was great. I want 

the new administration in office. 

I want my hope back. 

I felt it keenly on election night and the following days. 

Then as Christmas approached I felt it fading away. 

I don’t recall it ever being soooooooo long between the 

election and the inauguration.

I woke up on New Year’s Day in about as crabby a mood 

as I ever get. Now what a dumb way to start the new 

year [but slightly better than the incredible hang-overs 

of my younger days]. Soon I realized it had a lot to do with 

cycles and peri-menopause and all of THAT fun stuff but still... 

Today I finished a project at work that has been sticking 

in my craw, not only am I not being paid enough for all I am 

doing but I haven’t been able to get to it because of the 

chilrun being on vacation. 

Siyranara Dumb Project!

So here is my plan. I am going to wake up tomorrow and 

try it again - the whole New Year thing. I am going to look 

forward to the new year. I am going to look forward to 

inauguration day. I am going to be grateful for having 

projects to work on - even if they are dumb. I am going 

to be grateful for beautiful, loving, healthy children.

And maybe - most probably - most certainly - I am going 

to be grateful that Grammy and Poppy will get back from 

their two week stint in Germany that exactly coincided 

with the days my babies had off from school.

All will be right once again. Here is to 2009!