Good-bye thirty-seven

 

Well gosh, it's been a bit of a  banner year, hasn't it? We moved houses and had a baby: two sort-of monumental life events. I also dealt with more temper tantrums than I care to count (some of them my own), sweated pregnantly through the hottest summer on record. And my white-hair count multiplied about a hundredfold.

 

All in all: older, wiser, happier.

 

I'm kind of excited about 38. There's lots to look forward to. I plan to get back to work (plans still vague, but they do NOT involve commuting to an office!); regaining some adult independence (ie: more date nights with my Sweetie); continuing to settle into our new home and really making it ours; connecting more with friends and neighbours as we continue to develop and explore our new community; delighting in watching my kids grow up and up and up.

 

Really simple stuff. But what's not to look forward to? Especially when you start it all off with a homemade snickerdoodle cake. Onward, ho!