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!