Tomorrow is the last day of 2008. This has been a pretty eventful year, with its share of ups and downs.
There are so many things going through my head, but a lot of them are not for public consumption. I've read a lot of people wanting to flush 2008 away as quickly as possible, what with the crap economy and the crazy gas prices and the continued presidency of the dumbest man ever to take public office. There are a lot of things about 2008 I can't wait to leave behind, too.
Some of the hardest lessons of 2008 set me up for every day of the rest of my life, though, and for that, I thank you, 2008. I thank 2008 for showing me all the blessings I've been given, all the wonderful blog friends who became real-life friends, my beautiful daughter and hot husband, my family, my kickass girlfriends, my fat cat, my snug-and-improving Chateau Travolta, my more-fuel-efficient Roxy the Corolla, my new four-day corporate job and the hope for increased freelance writing in 2009 and beyond. I'm thankful for the book, for all the lessons it taught me, for the confidence it gave me, for the people I met as a result of it. I'm thankful for every nail we pounded and wall we painted in Chateau Travolta, because it's hard to hate your house when you remember the day you scraped every wall or hung every picture. I'm thankful for the cat we were given to fill the void created by Sybil's death. I'm just very thankful, here, at the end of 2008.
It's fueled me for the challenges I know inevitably will come in 2009. Bring it.