All I’m going to say is that 2016 was BY FAR the worst year of my life.
I’m not even going to get into the whys, but trust me when I say in my 40 years of living, no year has been as terrible as 2016.
And it’s not because Trump was elected.
Although that didn’t help my year (or this country’s).
Regardless, tomorrow is a new year–2017–and I’m going back to focusing on gratitude. I will once again commence writing once a day for a year!
Yes. I. Am. Going. To. Do. This.
I’m also going to sage my house, me, my kids, my pets; offer myself up to the universe; think of anyone I’ve wronged and make it better; be more of an activist; and fucking lose the 10 pounds I gained in 2016.
Here’s to a new year.