I’m sitting at home, as I do every New Year’s Eve. I’m not ashamed or embarrassed to say this, as I take quite a bit of pleasure being home, with my furries, especially on such a crazy evening. It isn’t as though I’m the only one. If you don’t believe me, then ask yourself why the plethora of New Year’s Eve programming? But, I digress. I don’t want to harp on what an absolutely shitty year 2011 has been, not just for me but for many others. I won’t tell you how incredibly disappointed I’ve been at not finding a better job, or that going back on Monday to the hell that is my current position is a fate I don’t wish on anyone, even Charles Manson.
My smallest kitty, Tatiana is at the vets office being spayed. I didn’t really plan on doing this today, but the opportunity presented itself, and today was the best day to have it done. Perhaps this is a sign of a greater beginning not just for her, but for me as well. Tatiana has gone from a skinny, very sickly stray cat, to a very loved 5 pound ball of terror! She’s going to start the new year a brand new kitty.
I should do the same. I keep telling myself, things happen for a reason. I need to go out and get the things I want and not be afraid of making changes. You know why? Because those changes might just be part of something great!
So to 2011, I say, “Go sit on a porcupine!!”
And to 2012, I say, “Bring it on!”