Finally, it’s my year! Hopefully an auspicious one. Haven’t been writing much here. I started this language app, Dualingo, 102 days ago and I made it to top 2%. Taking Spanish and French. Trying to stay in the Diamond League. Let’s see how this goes.

Need to hold back on spending, but have been trying to help out the impecunious members of the family with limited opportunities. That, along with a couple of exorbitant trips set for next year, finances are pretty rough, but manageable. I just need to manage.

V and I are still estranged, but I am helping him incognito. His absence here has brought on a peace that is so bittersweet, it makes my heart ache. I just hold it in. My sis says he wants to go back to school. Trying to set him up again with calvet. Still hoping one day he will drop his rancor and realize that life is ephemeral. I just can’t play his scapegoat anymore. With me out of the equation, he will have to acknowledge his own culpability.

Working on cleaning house. Much harder than expected. Things go in and it’s hard to get things out. Holding on to gifts I need to just let go. What will happen to all my stuff when I am gone? It doesn’t really matter, I guess, since I won’t be there to care. For some reason, I can’t let go of toys and stuffed animals. I tell people I’m a collector, but really, I’m an organized hoarder. Shhhhhh

Maybe I should put blogging into my resolution, but I rather not. Maybe the next post will be in April because of the 30/30 poetry month challenge. I notice that’s how it has been going lately. I can’t just make up my proclivity to blog, …or can I?

My new year’s resolution is to keep up on Dualingo, do more yoga, and to love myself. It is my year, after all.

Oh yeah, Happy New Year!