(no subject)

[impy]

Not really sure 2018 is worth a retrospective. It started out with hope, I guess? Dunno, didn't look beyond my FB memories which seemed vaguely hopeful. And then I got the flu in February which knocked that month and a chunk of March out, and then that led to the hair fiasco... Got sick for my birthday excursion but the birthday itself wasn't bad, if memory serves. Didn't do a lot of swimming last summer. Oh, yeah, back before the flu we had snow, didn't we? Three days or something where the city lost its mind. That was fun, actually. Halloween countdown didn't yield much of interest this year and my vacation for that was even smaller than my birthday, though there was the week off for a hurricane that wasn't. Which felt even worse when that same hurricane bitchslapped family in NC and the next hurricane did terrible things to people. Year ended with me being violently ill to the point that if I cough, my chest hurts.


It was a year. Plus side, godmother. Huzzah!


Pondering if 2019 is the year I cut out FB or dial it so far back that I might've well have cut it off because it's not even day one and someone's "this is what we did last night!" already had me feeling like shit because, as always, not invited. Like I get why I wasn't, but they could've invited me and I could've said no, and then it wouldn't have me feeling quite so grumpy. *shrug* Going to acknowledge the grump and just move on. Progress? Possibly.