Happy 2014, everyone! It's too early to tell what the year will hold, of course, but I can say with all certainty that I'm starting the year out in a better place than I was this time last year. It's definitely better to be up and around on New Year's Eve than it is to be in a hospital, even if you aren't a big party person. (I'm not.)
One last super-huge thank you to all of you for playing such a huge role in my recovery. You can never know how much your emails and comments meant to me. This blog helped me keep my sanity during a tough time. I'm glad I had you all to share it with.
I guess I'll never be able to look at 2013 without remembering all the chemo, needles, nausea and such, but other things happened too:
I expanded my booth in one store and made the hard decision to close out at another venue.
I took a road trip and ended up engaged!
My grandfather passed away.
I got a storage space for some of this junk.
Both our vehicles got totaled in front of our house. (I need to fill you all in on the resolution to that little saga.)
I bought lots of junk. I sold some of it.
I started a Secret Project, which will be revealed very soon.
I made a friend.
I laid a festering former friendship to rest for good.
I met a junking celebrity.
I got new glasses! And a haircut! And older!
And I finally made it to 1,000 posts!
And that, as they say, was the year that was. I have some things to say about the year just starting, but they'll have to wait for another time. I have a Secret Project to attend to.
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Wednesday, January 01, 2014
Friday, January 11, 2013
2012: The Year that Was (Non-Cancer Edition)
Sooooooo....
What else happened to me in 2012? Surely it wasn't all melanoma melodrama!
Damn tooting! Except for Nigel and Sixtus, it was actually a pretty darn good year.
For starters, no one in the family died--neither human nor feline. I'm kind of at the age where that has become one of the signs of a good year. A few weeks after Mom died, I was standing in the graveyard and he looked around and said: "There's an awful lot of people in here I used to sit down to Thanksgiving Dinner with." I'm kinda glad to have kept the number of folks above the ground the same this year.
Then there's the job front. My plethora of part-time gigs here and there yielded a connection that in turn yielded an awesome regular part-time gig, with just enough hours at the right amount of pay that allows me to do work that I love, and still have plenty of time for junking!
I don't get benefits, but I got picked up on Keith's insurance this summer. That is what has enabled me to get my surgery.
I had what I consider to be my best year of blogging ever, with over 200 posts in the hopper at year's end.
The junking front continues to reap benefits for me, both fiscal and otherwise. I'll be writing a lot more about that in the year to come.
We bought a new car that's the right size for running around town, going camping, and junking! The best of all worlds!
We saw Kris Kristofferson give an awesome open air show! We also took a lovely trip to celebrate
Yes, those two tumorous twerps did rear their ugly little mugs, but they were dispatched. Now, I just need to make it through the next steps, whatever those may be. I really wish it was all over, but there is still some ways to go, unfortunately.
Overall, though, I can't complain. There are things I could have done better. Things I should have done better. Things I wish I had done. Things I wish I hadn't. In that regard, it was a lot like every other year. Looking back always brings that kind of feeling, doesn't it?
As for 2013, who knows? I guess we'll just have to take that journey together, huh?
What else happened to me in 2012? Surely it wasn't all melanoma melodrama!
Damn tooting! Except for Nigel and Sixtus, it was actually a pretty darn good year.
For starters, no one in the family died--neither human nor feline. I'm kind of at the age where that has become one of the signs of a good year. A few weeks after Mom died, I was standing in the graveyard and he looked around and said: "There's an awful lot of people in here I used to sit down to Thanksgiving Dinner with." I'm kinda glad to have kept the number of folks above the ground the same this year.
Then there's the job front. My plethora of part-time gigs here and there yielded a connection that in turn yielded an awesome regular part-time gig, with just enough hours at the right amount of pay that allows me to do work that I love, and still have plenty of time for junking!
I don't get benefits, but I got picked up on Keith's insurance this summer. That is what has enabled me to get my surgery.
I had what I consider to be my best year of blogging ever, with over 200 posts in the hopper at year's end.
The junking front continues to reap benefits for me, both fiscal and otherwise. I'll be writing a lot more about that in the year to come.
We bought a new car that's the right size for running around town, going camping, and junking! The best of all worlds!
We saw Kris Kristofferson give an awesome open air show! We also took a lovely trip to celebrate
Yes, those two tumorous twerps did rear their ugly little mugs, but they were dispatched. Now, I just need to make it through the next steps, whatever those may be. I really wish it was all over, but there is still some ways to go, unfortunately.
Overall, though, I can't complain. There are things I could have done better. Things I should have done better. Things I wish I had done. Things I wish I hadn't. In that regard, it was a lot like every other year. Looking back always brings that kind of feeling, doesn't it?
As for 2013, who knows? I guess we'll just have to take that journey together, huh?
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