It’s been a very hard year… to be humble!
First of all, I’m proud about the fact that I can make bacteria grow into the absolutely most to-die-for-tasting yogurt you can imagine! This is what keeps me going on all the baking & cooking for Sam’s very specific diet, which has amazingly kept his Crohn’s symptoms at bay since the summer.
I’m kinda proud of my cat. We came up
with the idea of theme-
And yes, I’m also proud of Husband; to whom I said, one day shortly after Thanksgiving: “I’m going to the fitness club on Friday, with or without you.” His response? “Okay: three times a week, or ; and walks on all the other days.” He meant it! (We’re doing it!)
Last and best of all, the shortest paragraph for the deepest-felt. I’m proud of a new household word: Ryerson. My. son. Mine! (Well, maybe I should say “ours”…)
When I look upon the past year it seems that it was full of trials and nothing much changed. Yet, Sam did get healthier, and we do have an empty nest, but the little bird comes back every few weeks.
The real question for me is to retire or not to retire. There are 3 ways to retire. You could just quit, in which case you live on a pension causing a huge pay cut. You could plan it and dip into savings, but that just makes you poorer over the years. One could get a part time job at low wages. The real objective is to be able to retire and make more than you ever thought you could make. That is real career planning.
March I changed jobs within IBM. The objective is to break the job up and
outsource as much of it as possible to
imagine. That might be well and good, but on the surface at least, it won't make me richer after I retire. In fact, it is the sort of thing that could force one into early retirement. All is not lost. In my effort to move work, I found something that they cannot do. In fact,
are not many in
Another year, already. Wow! The fastest part of this year, for me, was the last few months I spent in university. I did more writing over that short period than I've ever done in my life; I'm now officially burnt out. I'm sure I'll recover for the next term, though. That is... if I can just stop writing for long enough.
you don't already know, I started at
going to have to forgive the rambling, this year. I've been producing an average of one
500-word story per week, plus papers and other assignments. The stories are generally on events
surrounding the city of
than university, not a lot has happened specific to me. I'm getting my health back, slowly, and
that's a good thing. We took a March
Now, to have a restful, sleepy Christmas!
We wish YOU a Restful holiday, if not around you—at least inside you!
“I give you peace, the kind of peace that only I can give.”