Some Other Beginning's End

This year has been interesting.

I know at the close of my last post I called this year "trying" and, while that's not untrue, there can be no denying that there was good mixed with the bad.

Normally, I make a synoptic post of everything that has happened in the last year and then round out the post by making a list of things that I want to accomplish in the coming year.

This year is different.
This year feels different.

I don't know what it is.
If it's living with my parents again, or if it's being apart from my boyfriend for the last ten months, or what, but this year everything just kinda fell apart.
Halloween wasn't Halloween. Thanksgiving wasn't Thanksgiving. Christmas wasn't Christmas. And New Year's isn't New Year's. It's like I knew these dates were coming, but it wasn't anything super special. It didn't strike me or feel like it or anything. I don't know what it was.

I am not making my list of resolutions because there isn't really any one specific thing that I want to accomplish, and everything I could possibly write down just boils down to "live the best life possible."

I do want to write down everything good that happens this year and put those little notes into a jar, and then read them next NYE. (Thank you, Pinterest, for this brilliant idea!)

Like any New Year's party pooper, I'm off to bed.
The real world will need me to be a cashier at 8 in the morning.

Oh, and about that?
Looks like I'm gonna be at Target a bit longer.

So at least I'm starting 2013 off with a job.
It's already better than 2012. =)