I got them ol' year end blues.
I think it began when I looked at our collection of holiday cards. Well, "collection" might be a bit of an exaggeration. Less than five. You know you are an Urban Nomad in trouble when the holiday cards you receive are from hotels you frequent and airlines you book. The fact that we received more from those vendors than friends or family sums up our year pretty well. Lots of work and moving travel, little time for friends, barely time for each other, hardly any communication.
But thank you Doubletree. Happy Holidays Delta! Best in the new year Bank of America!
I am trying not to concentrate on the naysayers, joy-enders, rule sticklers or doomsdayers.
The world goes on after the apocryphal 12/21/12 end of the universe. We remain with a new home in Miami, a state-of-the-art school for our son, a 4.0 in my first semester in Grad school and an income providing position for my husband.
May the coming year be full of wisdom, love and new ways of seeing the world.
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