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Well, here we are. 2008. New beginnings and all that cal. It would be difficult for it to be worse than last year, and that’s no lie. I’d like to take Last Year and carve obscenities into it’s filthy hide.
Stupid 2007.
It’s amazing i didn’t drown in it’s iniquities. Although, I don’t think the imagery of “drowning”is valid anymore when you’ve been doing it for so long, you’ve evolved into something with gills as a survival mechanism.
However, i’ll be moving into my own place on Tuesday, and i am so excited i could eat sharks and spit minnows. The Boy will be very happy, once he’s back. Never mind where he went. Those of you who need to know, already do. And no, it’s not prison - Jesus. He’s 16, which works in his favor in at least that aspect, i suppose.
Stupid teenagers.
I love the little reprobate, god help me. Lately, life has pretty much been all about work and The Spawn of my Loins. I’ve been trying at this whole having a boyfriend business, but i just don’t seem to have anything left in me these days. Nor does he, having just lost his father.
Sigh.
Nothing is ever easy, is it.
But i’m making a valiant attempt at trying to keep my head down and moving forward. Things really only can get better now that we’re home, and we’re doing what we need to in order to keep ourselves sane and healthy. It’s going to be a long road, but at least we’re on the damn road, as opposed to dragging around all over the damn country. And outlying islands.
At least, we’re home.
