When I see friends post “good riddance 2014” or “best year ever!” I scratch my head. Good things happened this year. So did not-so-good things.
But that’s every year. That’s life.
2014 kicked off with snow, cold temperatures, travel and food.
I tried Pure Barre. I considered Botox, but got these shots instead. I ate and ate some more. Travel was a constant, but I mostly liked it.
I got completely fooled (and found it hilarious). Continue reading
This New Year’s Eve I thought about staying home. At 8:30, I rallied with encouragement from @eorlins–and a virtual shove out the door by my neighbors’ loud gathering–and had a great time.
Note to self: you should rally more often. You have fun when you do.
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On January 1 I got news that would have crushed me just two years ago: the man with whom I had my most significant romantic relationship so far is getting married this coming May.
What a relief that all I feel is glad that he’s happy. With perhaps a dash of “that’s weird.”
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Later on January 1, I had a terrific brunch with @JulieRoginsky and then with no warning at all, I had the greatest workout I’ve experienced in ages. Total accident. Through it, I might have found myself a personal trainer in spite of not making any fitness-oriented New Year’s resolutions.
Or any resolutions at all.
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My only hope for 2013 is to be happy. To continue being happy really, because I am most of the time. I wish the same for all of you too.
OneChicklette 