Miss me?  Things have been strange here lately.  The holidays, working full time days during the short weeks, Uncle passing.  Other things. I literally haven’t sat down in days.  Well, I take that back… sometimes I sit at work when I’m using the computer.  Driving home today, I realized that work is really my down time for the day lately.  Oh, and my commute, which is when I usually think of ridiculous things like:  Why didn’t I live in the Little House on the Prairie days when your work was also your home?  Like the blacksmith lived right there in back of the shop.  And the school teacher lived next door to the school house, right? And the medicine man lived in the back of his wagon and traveled the country with his trusty rusty doggie companion.  Oh yeah right, the pioneer days sucked.  Never mind that, I have no desire to get my workout churning butter, farming with animal powered equipment, or cooking over an open flame unless I’m camping.  Have you heard that leeches are making a come back in medicine?  My commute is far too long.

Moving on.

Not to be a negative Nancy, but maybe I haven’t wanted to write much because it’s this big time of reflection, resolutions and all of that, and I’m not feeling it.  I’ve been reading a lot of people writing either sappy love fest type I-don’t-do-resolutions-but-I-am-gonna-be-a-better-person this year posts, or serious I’m-gonna-do-it-this-time resolution posts, or this-is-my-year type posts.  I don’t like any of it, to be perfectly honest.

First off, I just don’t think that things like hugging more, or loving my spouse better, or not poisoning the neighbor’s dog are really resolutions; that’s kinda how I think I should be living every day.  Maybe you’re different, and by November you’re seriously considering cyanide in the doggie treats you’re throwing over the fence so you have to resolve every year not to do it.  Maybe you really don’t hug enough.  Is that going to change because it’s the first of January?  All I know is that there’s someone in my life that I don’t really care for that much, and all of a sudden I’m getting all kind of hugs off of her.  Nobody wants that, least of all me, and I’m a hugger.  I swear to God, if I find out that that was her New Year Resolution, I’m going to be seriously pissed that I’ve been made to suffer in the name of a resolution.  I’m not going to get into the fact that I’m not protecting my personal boundaries by letting someone I don’t really like hug on me at the moment.  I never said I didn’t have issues or problems of my own.   ANYHOW, I know lots of people that I think should change in big and small ways, but the changing of the calendar hasn’t changed them up until this point, so I really don’t care to hear how “different” everything is going to be THIS YEAR.  And my poor husband?  Well, he knew what he was getting.

Second, if resolutions stuck, wouldn’t everyone have run out of things to resolve by now?  The same 50 pounds, AGAIN?!  Really?  Sheesh!  Resolve to lose weight in October, July, on Tuesday of next week.  I’m just sayin’.  Stop beating your kids, ummmmm….. like immediately.  Why in the heck would you wait until a new year starts to be better?  Be better tomorrow, or better yet how about right now?  You only quit resolutions, not life.

And third, this better be EVERYBODY’s year, because 2009 pretty much sucked across the board.  So quit trying to hog all the good vibes, or mojo, or luck, or happy thoughts, or winning lottery tickets just because it’s now 2010.  Mkay??

Thanks!