…where we all take an accounting of what we’ve accomplished and all our faults that can be fixed in the New Years.
I don’t think this works well for just about anyone. At least half of the posts/updates/tweets/stati that I’ve seen say that 2013 was the worst year ever, that people had thought 2012 was bad until 2013 happened. I’m sure there’s some people out there who are tucking into their eggnog satisfied with their long list of accomplishments, but mostly people see where they could have been just a little bit better.
This alone disproves the allegory that my generation things that we’re the hottest shit ever and that it’s everyone else’s fault.
Anyhow, while I want, desperately, to focus on my failings, I’m not going to do that. I’m going to talk about my (offbeat) successes. I have to admit, it’s hard to look at them and see them and not just what’s missing, so I’m going to take a break and watch this turtle video instead.
(fyi the cheering section is my husband and I). Anyhow.
My mom and my sister now talk, nay not just talk but hang out constantly. The constantness is a little creepy since outside of my wedding they haven’t talked to each other in 18 (yep EIGHTEEN) years, despite living in the same small town. I certainly didn’t make them – I don’t think you can make anyone who remembers you eating jimmies on mashed potatoes do anything – I’m going to give myself a lot of credit for the constant pushing I’ve done over the last 6ish years. It’s not something I could see happening even six months ago, so that’s a big accomplishment – for all of us.
I drove for the first time since I moved to Chicago. I don’t have depth perception so city driving is out anyhow, but I managed to really psych myself out about driving at all in the last couple of years. Except for a minor problem in a parking garage, it went fine even with the weather, dirt roads, and blind curves on tiny roads that are endemic to northern New England.
While all of the new friendships I tried to start this year went bust, I’ve been able to really work on some old friendships. My closest friends from college and I have gotten into a pattern of the odd Sunday google hangout, with or without Settlers, which has gotten me out of bed during some really difficult weeks.