No one I’ve talked to seems terribly upset with the passing of 2008, especially me. I have had some really bad years in the past – usually “medically” related. I ended up in the hospital four times in 1998 along with catching the chicken pox of all things. In 2004 I bought a money pit condo, which I still own and am nearly ready to light a match to once I get renter’s insurance, AND I ended up in the hospital. That was a fantastic trip – went in for possible appendicitis and they forgot to put an IV in me on the surgery ward. I was no food or drink (nothing by mouth) since they were going to do an endoscopy on me the following morning. They woke me up at 4AM to give them a urine sample, 28 hours without food or water, and I passed out while trying to flush the toilet and hit my head on the toilet. Spilled pee everywhere and had a giant gash on my forehead that required plastic surgery and 30+ stitches. Idiots.
And then there is 2008. What a year. I don’t know if its because I’m getting older, but January started with terrible terrible migraines. Weekly…then daily. I started seeing a neurologist but nothing would relieve the pain – no Imitrex, Relpax, Maxalt, and now Treximet. Then the cat got cancer. I have never been one who deals with death well, but I went into some sort of denial with the cat. I obsessed over trying to cure him with natural remedies, which in the long run has increased my knowledge of cancers and what causes them to a great degree, but it wore me out. And the migraines got worse. Then I caught on fire. Yes, I am married to a firefighter and I caught on fire. Because I was up all night with a migraine and too tired to pay attention to what I was doing when I was trying to relight the coals on the BBQ smoker, and got lighter fluid all over my hand, and it lit up like a piece of nylon when the smoker exploded. Ooooooooh the pain…like nothing I can describe and none of you women who birthed a baby can compare it to. The one shining light of that experience though is Darvocet & Percocet. They get rid of my migraines!! Then, that damn condo HOA sicked their lawyers on me to try and kick out my tenant because she is black. Months and months of lawyers and letters and stress and more migraines and the cat who was sick and dying and more stress and failing classes in school and work stress…just too much for one person to handle. I will forever look back on 2008 as the year I’d like to forget. To the people who say they had a bad 2008 and they want it to be over, I ask: Did YOU catch on fire? No? Then I don’t want to hear it.
I don’t really make “resolutions” for new years, per se, I just set goals or make promises to myself. Last year’s goal, or promise, was to quit chasing after “friends” who don’t make the effort to be my friend. Take a hint, Pam – they’re not really your friend. Relationships I thought I’d be sad to lose were really no skin off my back. Some people are just caught up in their own little world, which means I can get caught up in mine, right? That is one of my goals for 2009 now: to focus on my own issues and problems before I get caught up with and try to solve other peoples issues and problems. I found a quote in a magazine that sums it up perfectly: “I refuse to let the dysfunctional people in my life cause my life to be dysfunctional. I will help as I can, but I will no longer allow their issues to control how I live.” Amen to that.
The only other real goal I have for 2009 is to FINALLY finish grad school. I was supposed to graduate in December 2008, but as you can see from above I had a few set backs. I have 3 classes left so I should be done in August. Then I have to figure out how I’m going to pay back my $90,000 in student loans. That will be my goal for 2010.