It's Tuesday, January 3, and the holidays and 2011 are officially over!!! HOT DAMN!!!
Did you survive?
Did you start a new hobby to help you manage the stress...like drinking?
Mine is curling myself up in a fetal position and singing the Backyardigans theme song before I go to bed. It's quite calming.
I woke up this morning and was like aaaahhhh life is about to go back to normal now. Bo went back to work today, Bailey goes back to school tomorrow and I'll be left alone with Squirley the screwnugget all day trying desperately to get/keep my house clean. Although I'm looking around now and realizing, I have been cleaning a lot over the past week and the house looks way better. Merry Christmas to me!
2011 was a rough year for me emotionally. It was a full year that I was not on happy pills and let me just say OMFG I understand why those little bastards were invented. If I liked the dazed and confused feeling they give me I'd get back on those suckers right now. But I'm still iffy on them, and still wanting to do this on my own. Who knows I may stop being stubborn in 2012 and take them again. It was the year Jocelyn completely confirmed my suspicions that she really is a flying by the seat of her pants kinda girl. She ate toothpaste, vitamins, and any piece of food she found on the floor. Anything is her sucker, including toy hammers and hangers. She's a sneaky, mouthy, dominating klepto. WE ARE SO TOTALLY SCREWED UP THE BUNGHOLE is our new slogan. It was the year Bailey's attitude/emotions/anger seemed to blow up suddenly into something we had never witnessed before and was frightening coming out of a 6 year old. Thankfully we were able to beat him into submission, which I plan on sharing tips with you now that I know it works. It involves duct tape and laffy taffy, it's totally legit. Oh please shut your pie hole, it's actually a rather clever book that really has changed things. 2011 was the year I became a great aunt, and I'm now known as Auntie Niknak...no one has jumped on the bandwagon yet but I'm persistent, it will happen damnit. There's more, but it's early, the coffee hasn't kicked in so I'm moving on.
To say I'm glad 2011 is over is sugar coating things. I'm fucking thrilled. The above paragraph may seem bright and shiny but honestly, it wasn't. I was stressed out, depressed, OCD'ing like a crankwhore, and all around screwed up last year. I saved you all the trouble of having to read about it too often...you are very welcome. And now instead of reliving those bad moments, I'd rather be funny. Laughter is much easier to hear than crying. My hopes for 2012 is that all things get under control, or at least more manageable than they were last year.
I'm leaving you with a song. It's inspiring. It's poignant.
What?! Were you expecting something serious? You really don't know me.....