I had pie for breakfast!
Me too! And then a turkey sandwich.
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Thanksgivukkahmas, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering.
Go away, 2016.
I had pie for breakfast!
Me too! And then a turkey sandwich.
I made pancakes with homemade apple compote leftover from apple pie baking. YUM.
I have half a cherry pie and three quarters of a key lime pie at home. That's my weekend's food.
I'm probably the only person who will say this, but I'm mixed about 2016. There is an undeniable amount of bad, but for me there was also a lot of good, most of it revolving around my little business, which is on track to be not so little if things keep going the way they are going.
No, ND, I agree. There's been real good in 2016 for me, too. Work has been good, we have a new great-nephew, one of the nieces just got engaged, my improv class has been the best thing I've done in a long time, my brother has been sober for 9 months even though he relapsed super hard first, and one of the greatest joys of my life was officiating at our besties' wedding this summer. And I'm super grateful for those bright spots amid the rest of this shithole of a year.
It's hard for me to paint any year as good or bad, and I really try hard to not let myself do it. It is easy for me to find bad all the time, and if I let myself do it, then I just end up painting every year that way, and for me, it's not fair to the part of my brain that needs to see all the good things that happened along the they.
All this said with the caveat that it is what works in my head, and YourBrainMayVary.
Well, I do still come down firmly on the side of Fuck This Fucking Year, but that doesn't mean it was an unrelenting stretch of awful. Just overwhelmingly awful, with definite bright spots that I'm genuinely grateful for.
This year has been, personally, undeniably hard, but the outcomes have been positive for the reality.
What an awkward sentence.
I'm afraid to list terrible things that haven't happened to me, because 2016 will just take up the fucking challenge.
The only thing that redeems this year for me is friends and family. They've been the only bright spots in a year of dismal events. I've had to quit listening to NPR; they aren't even close to the impartial reporting I used to rely on. I despise half of America for voting for that Cheeto-faced numbnuts and then my year ended with the fucking shit topping on a shit sundae. Fuck cancer and fuck 2016.
But, friends and family keep the light on for me and come through when the chips are down. So, I am at least thankful for always having that in my life.