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Year assessment
Dec. 31st, 2006 02:40 pmThese were last year's resolutions:
1. Spend more time outdoors. And preferably in a natural setting, not just the yard and the park, though those are nice too.
2. FLOSS.
3. Wean Casper.
4. Potty-train Casper.
5. Harness my powers for good at work. If bored, do something productive.
Succeeded in 3. Aaaaalmost there with 4 (she's pooped in the potty twice since we've been home from Ohio!!!). Sorta doing 5. 1, eh. 2, not so much.
In many ways this was a good year for me and my family. I had a healthy, happy son; my daughter, while occasionally trying, continues to be a lively, beautiful, clever, loving creature; my husband loves me and is an excellent father and partner; we are all in good health and well-housed, -clothed, and -fed. In this we are doing so much better than most of the people on the planet.
On the down side, looking back on this year I feel that I was depressed at a low level for much of it. I spent this pregnancy cranky as hell; I actually came *this* close to physically attacking someone at work at one point. Since the baby's birth I've just felt like things are grinding along - routine, surviviable, but not flourishing the way I should be, given the obvious blessings in my life. I also have a simmering anger at the not-finishedness of mr. flea's dissertation, and the not-moving-forwardness of our lives.
Tomorrow: ideas on making progress on these topics. And maybe flossing, I mean it this year!
1. Spend more time outdoors. And preferably in a natural setting, not just the yard and the park, though those are nice too.
2. FLOSS.
3. Wean Casper.
4. Potty-train Casper.
5. Harness my powers for good at work. If bored, do something productive.
Succeeded in 3. Aaaaalmost there with 4 (she's pooped in the potty twice since we've been home from Ohio!!!). Sorta doing 5. 1, eh. 2, not so much.
In many ways this was a good year for me and my family. I had a healthy, happy son; my daughter, while occasionally trying, continues to be a lively, beautiful, clever, loving creature; my husband loves me and is an excellent father and partner; we are all in good health and well-housed, -clothed, and -fed. In this we are doing so much better than most of the people on the planet.
On the down side, looking back on this year I feel that I was depressed at a low level for much of it. I spent this pregnancy cranky as hell; I actually came *this* close to physically attacking someone at work at one point. Since the baby's birth I've just felt like things are grinding along - routine, surviviable, but not flourishing the way I should be, given the obvious blessings in my life. I also have a simmering anger at the not-finishedness of mr. flea's dissertation, and the not-moving-forwardness of our lives.
Tomorrow: ideas on making progress on these topics. And maybe flossing, I mean it this year!