The holiday period is coming to an end. My inbox is still inundated with the SALES!! emails, because...oh... we need more stuff, right? I managed to survive another year of trying to explain that no, my family doesn't miss me at Christmas. *sigh* Two work colleagues actually confessed that they first heard about Hanukkah on Friends. Yes. Friends. I almost cried. I have to remind myself that it isn't their fault, but the stupid religious education system here... "diversity" means Protestants AND Catholics.
Anyway, the New Year looms and I am looking forward to seeing the back of 2014. I had some fun, but the second half of the year got bogged down with health issues, work stress, and having to deal with drooling mouth-breathers. I'm not going to do resolutions... that stupid mad-cap rush to better yourself that lasts 3 days if you're lucky. I am, however, going to lose the dreaded holiday weight. Not for any lame health reasons, nor some chick-magazine-inspired loss of self esteem, but for the simple fact that I have costumes to wear! The ruddy things are skin tight and I will not have another "zipper incident of Raphoe" on my hands! Or my hips, as it were.
