I had a passport photo taken today. It's a study in contrasts from the one taken of me at 29 (now I am standing on the brink of 41). Then I had a sharp jaw line and medium length blonde hair. Now I have two chins and medium length brown hair with strands of gray starting in. Then I was a young single serious girl witha serious romance. Now I am a broken down sour mouthed almost middle aged barely still married mother of two. Every one of those 12 years is showing these days. Motherhood and divorce lawyering and something of poor character have surfaced there. Well. It's a snap shot, right? And with the New Year one stops and reflects on what has been and what will be. I think in 2006 I am going to try to relax a little (the opposite of what you thought I would say, no doubt). This is not to say that I am giving up and going completely to the dogs. In fact, I think I am going to yank my foot out their slobbering mouths.
In 2006, I am just going to be myself and not worry so much. I have been editing myself and guarding my comments (believe it or not) for ages. I have also been guarded in getting to know new people. Well, why worry? Also, since I like to go out and walk and listen to music, I am going to do that more. It should help take off some of this shocking weight. I am also going to seek a path of self discipline based on self support instead of self loathing. How does that sound? Sounds good, like so much bromide. We'll see, Since I seem to be the only one reading this I might as well write something just for myself. If some other soul of goodwill has stumbled in here, best wishes to you to for 2006.
