New Year's Eve was avoiding the clamour with a friend, and missing it entirely while we made a snack. It was not noisy or fancy or glittery or dancy or drunk. It was quiet and safe and warm and on the last day of the year, exactly where I wanted (maybe needed) to be.
Then breakfast cooked for me, and a nap before Gary and Stephen's New Year's Day party. And lattes, dinner and 'The L Word' with L and V … going to bed exhausted and loved.
Learn sign language
Eat enough protein
Get a real banner for this stupid blog
Read the paper
Make painting a priority
Be more assertive
Call my Grandmothers
Get to work on time
Docket my billable hours
Become level C first aid/rescuer certified
Care for friends I neglected in 2008
Happy New Year.