Dec 31, 2008 19:32
This was the beginning of a blog post I started over a month ago, saved as a draft for some reason, and never finished.
Maybe I should have given it a week or so before posting so it would have been exactly one year. I don't imagine that serves any actual purpose, but...no, but nothing really. That really would have been pointless. Regardless, this past year has been eventful despite my lack of updates. (Dear lord, this is essentially an annual update. Is this what my laxness has reduced me to? What's wrong with me? Seriously.)
What is wrong with me, indeed. I never meant to abandon this, yet I effectively did. So here's a brief update, and I'll try no to do this (the absence thing, not updating) again: My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer, underwent treatment, and is now in remission. I put just about everything aside to be with her for that time, which wasn't as necessary as I had thought it would be, but I don't regret having done it. My sister has gotten married and my brother is now engaged. Thankfully, they have continued to not comment on the fact that I spend most of my time single. My sister is expecting, which has me looking at baby toys for my first niece. Lamaze's toys, for the record, are brilliant. I was talking to my father when the topic of shaving came up and I mentioned my annoyance with cartridge razors, saying I planned to buy a safety razor as soon as I could find one for less than fifty dollars. (I really don't need the handle to be made with silver, as flashy as it may be.) He apparently misunderstood something somewhere and got me a high-end electronic razor that Christmas. It works fine, but it made me think of cartridge razors longingly on occasion until it broke under warranty, and I had to send it in for repairs. Then I started thinking about my electric razor longingly. I still plan to check out safety razors at some point. I worked as a deputy field organizer for the Obama Campaign in Madison. It was the most enjoyable work with the most awesome group of people I've ever done and worked with. If I worked less than twelve hours in a day I felt like a slacker and enjoyed every day of work. I now find myself completely unemployed, yet I'm somehow not worried about my future at all.
In recent years my New Years Eves have been spent spent with a handful of my closest friends, a tradition I will more or less be keeping tonight. So, for everyone I won't see in the next few hours, Happy New Years to you all.