I am meara, and meara is me.
Also, I'm still a bit to poor to have really signed up for the Slacker exchange, which makes me sad because I'd love to gift one of you, but I'll get enjoyment by proxy, though.
I am Sean (and because he is meara, apparently I am meara, too). Really careless management of my budget (okay, complete lack of adherence to a budget) has finally made me get serious about my finances and huge debt, and so, as much as I'd like to participate, I have to be an adult.
No musings on 2004 yet. At least, not until I get some coffee in me.
So, all these people who are me, can they pay my bills? I mean, you can do it with my money, but...right now they're just decorating my kitchen island, and I can't seem to make myself go through them all...
I can't even shop for my Slacker Seekret Santa gift until the 15th.
This is a warning.
This is kind of been a bad year for me, in that, work has sucked big time - particularly since summer.
I hope that next year is better.
sumi is me, only cuter.
t not here
Tag not likely to close any time soon.
Not-here-KristinT just made me smile!!! Foamy people! Kitties! Puppies!
That is all.
Except for the election and all things in the political realm, 2004 rocked for me like the rockingest thing that ever rocked.
I have finally found my home. I am Tom's wife, and he is my husband, and we took that step together, laughing and crying the whole way through, hanging on to each other for dear life.
I never never never never never thought it was possible to be this happy. Thinking back on my unhappiness and self-hatred and drinking and family issues before Tom and I found each other... it seems half in shadows, not real, another life, another me.
I am also in a job I love, working for a boss I love, doing work I love, at an institution I love.
Happiness. Thanks, 2004.
The never ending saga of trying to deal with my family as this new happy person is still difficult, but as long as I fall asleep next to Tom every night and wake up next to him every morning, I know I can face anything.
2005? Wow, I have no idea what will happen. Hopefully I'll start school, and maybe we'll buy a house. It should be interesting. And I very much send all the happiness that 2004 has given to me to all those who have had such a tough time this year.
May your holidays be wonderful, and the new year bursting with joy and new (positive) possibilities.
Damn you, wee Nora! You made me cry.
I want your 2004 for my 2005.
It's so nice to read of people's years. The nice ones let me know that not
everyone
had crummy years, and hence that there must be hope. The crummy ones let me know that mine is not the only year that sucked, and gave me hope that life may improve for all of us. Yes, this past year was horrid, but I feel like I may be coming out of the far side of it.
Plus, buffistas rock. I'm so glad that I found this community. Plus, I, too, want Nora's year for next year. I'm so happy for you, and hope that perhaps your happiness and good fortune is catching.
Aww, Nora...
Also, I went back and read part of the old thread so, aww, Buffistas...
Dear 2004,
Wow. You were a scary, scary year. You were the first full year of us being our own organization, and we did not keel over or go under or any other prepositional activity that means not survive. Thanks for that.
In work, you brought us tons of kids and brought us closer to them. Good, but painful. With you came another suicide and at least one more attempt. I'll never get used to that, and yet, it likely won't be the last. But you brought a lot of joy, too, and many noisy days. You were tiring, but in the end, positive.
In family, you brought us a happy healthy niece and nephew. You saw my "retired" parents working hard but still enjoying their coffee farm in Hawaii. You brought us closer to our family in Indiana, even though the distance is farther.
In friends, you brought news to our dear friends that they had conceived, after many years of trying. Unfortunately, you also brought economic problems and health problems to many of our friends. Shame on you.
In the world scene, well, not so good, 2004. Let's get working on that, shall we?
In personal life, you brought us an eleventh year of wedded bliss. I still don't know how two such lost souls found each other, but I'm so glad we did. Also, you brought us a continued happy Seabiscuit, and a litter of kitties, who after much trauma, have almost all been adopted out.
On the whole, not too damned bad, 2004.
Now about you, 2005.
I expect to see you bring us continued joy in doing what we're supposed to be doing. Hope it's still this, because it's fun to have a job noodling around on the instruments, but if it's not, hope we find out soon and react appropriately.
I hope you're going to be a good 'un for family and friends. Are you listening? Be nice to my Buffistas!
Further, this should be the year for world peace and understanding and the appropriate distribution of power/resources. Okay? And if not, then this should be the year of standing up.
2005, you'd better shape up.
Yrs truly,
L.S.
