It’s a new year again. Obviously. As usual it seems weird that we use a different number to refer to the year, but that’s only because we got used to the number 2012. As they say, “this too shall pass.” …uuugggghhhhhh.
And of course, just at the turn of the year, I start getting a sick. I don’t seem to have any flu symptoms, so I think it’s just a cold. I hope so, anyway, because I can’t afford to be sick. I stayed home today because I needed more sleep and rest and my persistent cough is not conducive to working. I would rather be well and able to go to work, even though it’s so cold out right now that I might actually want to die if I went outside. In addition, living independently means that no one’s going to go out and get me cough medicine, so, kind of screwed there too.
I never make new year’s resolutions because they’re nearly impossible to keep. I have a theory about that. If you’d like to know what it is, comment or send me a message and maybe I’ll post about it. I do think that it will be a good introduction to the new year on this blog if I briefly take stock of my 2012. Aaaaand… go.
This year I went to three (?) weddings. Everyone’s jumping on the marriage train… (I’m just kidding. I’m very happy for them.)
I got a new job, editorial assistant for a small publisher. Although it’s not ideal in many ways, I get to hone my editing skills and work on creating books! So it’s good. Also, for the first time (ever, maybe?) I only have one job. It’s not full time and I’m not really making enough money, but, close enough for now, and I’m looking for a way to supplement it.
I wrote very little this past year. I was not a writer in 2012. I would love to say that I will finish a novel or get published this year, but such ideas have not yet actually worked, so I won’t say that I will. I’ll just try.
Other than that, nothing of note really happened in 2012. Some things got better, and other things got worse, so I came out in pretty much the same place. I have ideas for where I want to go from here, but I don’t really see that happening anytime soon.
And now, it’s 2013, which means that I’m going to be turning 26. I’ll be off my mom’s health insurance (thanks for the arbitrary age cutoff, btw), I’ll have complicated taxes this year, and I can’t think of anything in particular to be excited about. So…