It's a new dawn.

I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I might really like my job again. If everything continues the way it has been going, it's going to be an amazing year.

I am too exhausted to think and emote, I am spent. I was also barked at because I posted a smartass ecard on my facebook that said "For every photo that you post on Facebook of your kid, I will post one of me having a life." I think all of my childless friends can relate to this and LIKE it, but some unusual commenters came out of the woodwork to bark. Some people can't take a joke. But come on, I DO have to look at a lot of ugly babies!

This is one of those times I ought to shut my mouth, but as Ani says -- "Guess I should shut my mouth and rethink a minute; but I can't shut it now, 'cos there's something in it."

I have things to say.

Ten things of which I was certain

1) That I had posted more recently than January.
2) That I could really count only on myself in this world.
3) That friends would come and go, and that was no one's fault.
4) That though they come and go, those that I chose to surround myself with would support me unconditionally during their presence, even if that meant saying things that were hard to hear.
5) That my animals would always love me, that that's what pets are made of: dedication.
6) That my parents don't always understand or agree with me, but they support me in my decisions. Fortunately, their love is unconditional.
7) That I trust people until given reason not to.
8) That I have an infinite amount of love within me, and I thrive on giving it away.
9) That I can have all the education in the world, but nothing compares to being fully awake, alive, and aware every day of my life; that learning never stops.
10) That, at the end of a day, gratitude trumps everything. If it doesn't; I need to re-evaluate. Love and gratitude are the ultimate gifts.

"Nobody likes their job, nobody got enough sleep"

It's Monday, I'm exhausted, curled up on the couch like a cat in a corner. I've eaten too much dinner and definitely too much dessert, and taunting me are all my fb friends' posts on how much they worked out today, when they went to the gym, how great they feel, blaaaaaaaaaaah blah blah blah blah. Is this what January will be from now on? Will everyone exercise in the month of January and forget about it by Valentine's Day? In one of my darker corners, I hope so, because I have no intention of upping my current zero-workout schedule. I'll go for a walk when I feel like it, and I'll eat properly after the Epiphany, but I'm not going to fake it and pretend I'm becoming a workout fiend. I respect that some people love it, good for them, but my nightmare is walking into that sweaty-humid room and touching sweaty equipment that 300 people before me that day have already germified. Give me a break. I'd rather walk for 12 straight hours than climb onto a stairmaster for 10 minutes.

Someone left an anonymous comment on one of my posts here and it's driving me crazy. Why must people be anonymous? I want to know who you are; make yourself known here! Yes, I know I need to get creative and write something of worth...but if you haven't gleaned it from the first paragraph, let me clarify: I loathe New Year's Resolutions. I think they're crap. I'm going to write because I want to, not because I can suddenly resolve to...

...and here's the quote of the day, thanks to Luca.
“Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so?! There's a support group for that. It's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar.” - Drew Carey

See you there.