1/2/2004 04:16:26 PM|||Amy|||I had to work every day this week, except for New Year's Day. That's the wonderful part about working for the state. We have to work the Friday following a major holiday. My boss told us we could leave early, but here it is 4pm and since I'm feeling weird about not having written anything here for awhile, I'm blogging instead of slogging [home.]

I feel I need to make a cursory list of New Year's resolutions. I'm so tired though that I fear my list may be a wee bit boring and probably negative. So, fuck it. I'm mostly boring and negative these days anyway.

Here's my list:
Lose weight. I have to lose weight. If I don't I am going to end up like my mother, and God knows I don't want to put my kids through the hell my sister and I are going through now. (I would also include my brother in this statement, but I think he's still trying to pretend he's an orphan.) I look awful, really awful. I don't think I've drunk any actual water in the last three days. My skin is mottled. The bags under my eyes would never fit in an overhead compartment. My baby belly is getting ready to sign a charter. And mostly, without any more examples of how I feel (and look) portly and kind of muppet-like, I just need to reach some kind of well-being. For my sake and for the sake of my status as role model to my children. God love 'em.

Do something decisive about my finances and my marriage. My goal is to have all this agony wrapped up by next Christmas. Either way, this has to be done and filed because - well... my friends are sick to death of me prattling on about my problems all the time.

That's about it. Lose weight, make some decisions and take decisive action by next Christmas. Oh, and I would also like to learn to be more patient, better organized and how to get to work on time consistently. Next year I can work on learning how to be a better mother, and how to define and achieve my latent fantasies/ goals of becoming so fabulously wealthy and powerful that simply by asking I can have Dr. Laura exiled to Baghdad. But since I'm putting that resolution off until next year, this year I am just thinking of starting or joining a campaign to get Dr. Laura off the air and stop her from giving any more harmful advice to vulnerable, impressionable suckers.




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