a letter to 2012

Well hello there, 2012.  I know you’re only a few hours old but I’ve had my sights set on you for a while now, you gorgeous thing.  That girl you woke up with this morning?  That was me.  I know, I look so different when I’m awake and showered and I have make-up on, but you need to know all of my faces – even the not-so-pretty ones.  Don’t be embarrassed.  I have such big plans for you.  They may not be the biggest plans I’ve ever had in my life, but they’re things I really want and so that makes them seem big to me.  I can promise you two things about the time we’ll have together, 2012.

First I want you to know that we’re going to experience a lot together, and it won’t always be pretty.  We’re going to celebrate and we’re going to freak out; we’ll sing some days and cry on others (hell, maybe even both!).  I don’t expect that everything will always be hunky-dory, and you shouldn’t either.  Disappointment is part of life, and while I’m really hoping for a lot less disappointment with you than I got with 2011, I’m hoping I’ll learn how to deal with it better than I have in the past.

And second, my expectations are high.  They aren’t over the moon, but they’re higher than I usually shoot for and the reason is this:  When I don’t set expectations or goals for myself, I don’t do anything.  That was the theme of 2011 (I know I mention 2011 a lot, but I’m sure I’ll mention it less and less as time goes on) and my laziness overwhelmed just about everything.  I didn’t accomplish much that didn’t require sitting still, and very few things that require sitting still took too much effort so I mostly did nothing.  This year will be different.  This year I want things, and things are going to happen.  That’s how I know we’re going someplace, 2012.  Me and you.  We’re moving into the future together, and we’re taking The Destroyer with us.  I’ve told him all about you, and he’s just as excited as I am that you’re finally here.

In short, 2012, the next twelve months are going to be legen- wait for it…

-dary.  That’s right.  Gimme five up top.

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We’ve been watching a LOT of How I Met Your Mother.  In fact, that’s how we brought in the new year.  We love the Marshall and Lily show.

Happy New Year, everyone!