Hmmm...it's the 7th of January, 2018. I can honestly say it has been way too long since I sat down and blogged. In fact, I have to admit that I was surprised (pleasantly) that my content was still here. God, it was really good to go back and read my old blogs. You know, get reacquainted with myself. I just sat there and read through nearly all of them, like some stranger peering into my window.
It was as if I was learning about a new person I met at a coffee shop who said "Oh yeah, I have a blog. You should check it out sometime." And I, the one with no life, scurried home to look up the blog, search for her on Facebook, then friend her like some over eager fan. It was neat in a weird kind of way. I found typos that I wanted to correct. I gently scolded her, thinking she (I) should have proofread one more time before hitting the Publish button. I only clicked edit once. But decided to leave the error. To correct it now, after all these years, seemed like cheating. Best to leave the mistake in its original, hasty form.
I read each entry, carefully savoring the moment. Going back in time. I conjured up the sights and sounds again. It's nice to know that my core beliefs and philosophies have not changed, dramatically. I still want to be rich, I still believe in the Law of Attraction and I still choose being happy and upbeat over sad and depressed. I was able to be my own "reader/follower" if you will. The blogger who wrote those words, at that particular time, has actually been absorbed into the one who is writing now. New and improved. Older and wiser - but still optimistic.
There is a tall, dark, handsome, mysterious, foreign, sexy crush target, which I shall devote an entire blog to - at some point. I've tried the vegan diet on more than one occasion and found it to be palatable and not so bad. There are no more awards or crabs in barrel - managers to contend with (yes I still have little to no patience for haters, fakers and bullshitters). There is a new home, currently being renovated, to move into. And, there is a car that is paid for.
Love may be in the air around me but, I have yet to take a deep and abiding breath of it. Maybe it's not an airborne disease after all. Maybe Cupid really does have to shoot you with his arrow...right in the heart. Maybe he'll have a better chance of hitting his target on me in the spring. Coat's kinda thick and heavy- what with all the cold weather we've been having these days.
I would say that 2017 was a year to be forgotten in many respects. I can scarcely remember what happened when you get right down to it. The latter part was stressful in a lot of ways and I for one was glad to see it come to a close. I "cooked" my money and I drank my Prosecco then, I went to bed. "Out with the old and in with the new" I said.
Yes, I could go on about the junk that happened in 2017, but why? It would be a waste of my time and white space on this lovely blog page. I was more content to watch that shit slowly drift down river and over the waterfall. Good-fucking-riddence. Bye Felicia!
Having said that, I am overwhelmed by all the goodness and potential goodness coming my way in 2018. I have so much change to look forward to. I'm excited. More importantly...I deserve it. So here's to regular blog posts, meaningful connections and love in the new year.
2018... come hither!
Be well
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