Farewell 2004

[squeefulfish]

Not a proper review of the year, and have been holding off doing one in hopes that my usual "even numbered years are bad luck" would run out. It didn't, hugely.

The good:

cartographer, ddislala, Clayton and a couple of others who'd rather I not mention them. My friends are great, taking calls from me at all hours when I was at my lowest, not kicking me in the head every time I mentioned Mike, just being wonderful and getting me through the year alive.

My niece, Niamh. I know I give out about her occasionally, but she's the cutest.

Getting TEFL cert.

Shiny new cheap ass violin! Whee! Now I can make "strangling a cat" noises to my hearts content.

DDR.

Finding out about my twin. Getting in touch with the egg woman.

Two year suspended sentence. Proving to myself that I can be strong for myself when I need to.

Cutting out the drunken behaviour that I didn't like about myself. Cutting down on booze.

The bad:

Mike. Missing the person that I loved and thought I knew. Being regretful about things that never came to pass.

The death of my great-aunt Kitty. I'd not be the seamstress I am today without her.

Joblessness.

Depression. Again. Happy pills are working now though.

The good outweighs the bad, at least I remember more good than bad. That's all that matters really. In some ways I grew up more this year than any other, left some of the baggage behind, changed in small yet important ways.