So many folks on my Read lists are posting good wishes for the coming year, resolutions, 2011 recaps.
I don’t have all that much to say. Still working on things I can’t talk about. Battling a sense of treading water, and of wanting to make major changes in my life while at the same time realizing that they could be big mistakes/really dumb/no takesie-backsie. I think “just give me good health, and I’ll take care of the rest.” I make my little deals.
In many ways, I have nothing to complain about. I have good health, a good job, a roof over my head, and friends. I still have the capacity to change my life, which is a nice option to have in one’s 50s. The coming year may be about just that.
On that tempered note, Happy New Year to you all. May it bring all good things.