Whoa. I can’t believe Christmas is next week and 2019 is just days away. To be fair, I’m pretty excited for 2019 because 2018 wasn’t all that awesome. It was a weird year, right? Both fast and painfully slow. A slow-moving train wreck that you cannot escape, even though you keep wailing that you want off right now! Or was that just me screaming?
I head off to Minnesota shortly and fingers crossed a blizzard doesn’t greet me. It’s been really mild back home until now, because, of course, the snow and cold want to make an appearance 😀 It seems like every year I worry about whether or not the weather will cooperate with me and I always make it home. I trust that tradition will hold.
Right? Seriously, 2016 was tough. 2017 was harder. Here’s hoping that 2018 gets better. I do firmly believe that as exhausted, frustrated and angry as many of us are, we remain deeply motivated and committed. What the opposition has yet to fully realize is the inherent danger of taking on women. Often underestimated and considered weak, we are so much stronger and resilient than given credit for because we had to be that way in order to survive. Get Ready — Cuz, Here We Come is my 2018 motto. Okay, this was supposed to be super cheery, fun post, not a lecture, so I’m getting off my high horse … for now.
It seemed like an appropriate time for me to do another Three Things post since my last one was a year ago. Plus, I also had nothing else planned for today and I was in the mood for something light and sentimental. Funny how things work that way, right? Anyway, without further ado, three more things about me with a holiday flair.
I’m baaaaaaaack. And I’m already in need of another break. 😀 It’s weird how sometimes a break absolutely recharges you, while other times you need a vacation from your vacation. My blogging mojo was fine going into my holiday but somewhere along the way … perhaps over Colorado … I seem to have lost it a bit. Ruh-oh.
Man, I can’t believe we’re counting down the final days of 2016. And let’s be honest — it’s a good and bad thing. It was a surreal year and I am not sorry to leave behind 2016. At the same time, I’m not super thrilled to usher in 2017 for obvious reasons, but I also refuse to crawl into a hole and hide. Or not live a happy life. After all, that is the American way.