Dec 31 2008
Good grief! It’s new year’s eve!
Yes, I only just realised that it’s the end of 2008. Well, good riddance to it, I say. It’s been an absolutely awful year for my partner and me: no money, risk of eviction (still hanging over our heads, in true Damocles fashion), losing another job due to my back problems, her near-alcoholism, debts rising like some kind of hydromaniac playing with a bath and so on and so on.
Anyhow, I just rushed (as far as one can “rush” when hobbling) into town to buy some food for tonight, since I’ll be cooking something a bit nicer than the usual crud. Even found some cheap donuts for myself and my sweet tooth, so that can’t be bad.
So what of new year resolutions? Well, I never make them myself, mostly because I don’t really see the point. I mean, if you’re going to do something, do it anyway… not just for new year, right? My other half, however, does use the passing of an old year to make new choices. This year, she has decided that it’ll be the beginning of the end of her drinking problem.
Now, where have I heard that before?