It’s the end of January, I do believe I should speak to The Goals.
A carryover from ’07 – Get my GPA up. The F in management dinged me a good one. Lesson: If you’ve already been a manager, learning about management concepts is going to make you laugh your ass off and not take the class seriously. I know, I know – I should’ve dropped the class.
Travel This is the 2008 MUST DO. Not only have I promised Daniel a trip to the beach, I have to *gulp* get on a plane and blast my way to the West Coast, kids in tow. Holly is moving, and will be living close enough to My Brother The Golden Child to visit both. I can introduce myself to his nine- and five-year-old progeny, and perhaps guilt-trip him into bringing his family back East for a visit while Mamaw is still living and my Sainted Mama is still on the shiny side of lucidity.
(Yes, you read that correctly. My brother has children, and I’ve never met them. I’ve only met his wife once, and was quite rude. The first hubs and I were arguing at the time of her visit, and I was so pissed off at him that I snarled at EVERYone. Ask Holly – apparently I scare people when I snarl.)
Snowflake as much as I can. There’s really no reason for me to have any debt other than student loans, so every non-committed penny is going toward paying off my card and then to a new(er) vehicle. And then, most likely to the student loans.
Things in the back of my mind: Moving. Guiding Mom away from the Doublewide Paradise she seems hell-bent on creating. Rolling my own DVR (I need to be able to rip and store our DVD movies on a hard drive. Hard drives can’t get scratched by little boys.) Finish tweaking this theme (which involves sucking it up, going through my pic archives, and doing the effin’ edits.). Getting my Electronics Graveyard into one place, recycling what can be and probably either freecycle or ebay what can’t. Putting The Goals down because it’s just another “thing” to keep up with…
Goals that I’ve completely put down: improving my “social life”. Assembling this puzzle. (Yes, that post was written in 2006. Yes, it’s still in the box. Go me!)