I've now officially aged out of Jane Austen heroine territory. (One could make an argument that the events of Persuasion last long enough that Anne could conceivably have a birthday during that time, but I'd rather just look forward to the next stage, kickass spinsterhood.)
I feel I've moved forward on so many things that were just glimmerings of wishful thinking this time last year, and it's a good feeling. Here's hoping that the next year will continue to progress in leaps and bounds towards optimal awesomeness.
me.