Tuesday
Jan042005
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2005
Tuesday, January 4, 2005 at 09:38AM
2005. Who would have thought we'd make it this far? I can remember thinking, as a teenager, that 1985 was so far off in the future--I was sure something would happen, the world would end, and I wouldn't even get to graduate from high school. And now I'm looking at my TWENTY YEAR Class Reunion. I don't even know how to put that in context. I have a ten-year-old son who rolls his eyes at me because I'm so old and uncool (except when I'm buying him something, or taking him to the Avril Lavigne concert or the Tony Hawk Arena Show)--when did this happen?! Ah, Life...
So it's the first day back to work in a brand-new year. I've already been through the New Year cycle: exhaustion--excitement--resolve...the exhilaration of a new day/new year after the hangover on January 1st...the clean up...back to resolve...Why can't they go back to school on Monday, instead of Tuesday???
Okay, January 4th, it's FINALLY the New Year--and depression sets in, because I'm the same girl. That New Me came out for a day, and was READY, but then...It's still hard to get up in the morning. The kids don't want to go back to school. The kitchen is a mess. The laundry is out-of-control. It's time to put the Christmas Tree out of it's misery and un-decorate, which is always so sad.
I'm right back to getting through one day at a time, Live, Love & Laugh--
Still, it's going to be a GREAT year: We are still the people we were on December 31, 2004. We've made it this far, and there's a lot to be said for that.
So it's the first day back to work in a brand-new year. I've already been through the New Year cycle: exhaustion--excitement--resolve...the exhilaration of a new day/new year after the hangover on January 1st...the clean up...back to resolve...Why can't they go back to school on Monday, instead of Tuesday???
Okay, January 4th, it's FINALLY the New Year--and depression sets in, because I'm the same girl. That New Me came out for a day, and was READY, but then...It's still hard to get up in the morning. The kids don't want to go back to school. The kitchen is a mess. The laundry is out-of-control. It's time to put the Christmas Tree out of it's misery and un-decorate, which is always so sad.
I'm right back to getting through one day at a time, Live, Love & Laugh--
Still, it's going to be a GREAT year: We are still the people we were on December 31, 2004. We've made it this far, and there's a lot to be said for that.