Goodbye, 2019.

I'm definitely ready to put this year to bed. In a sense, I do feel I was in a better place at the beginning of this year than I am currently. 

I started 2019 training at a new job. There was a guy I really liked, though I knew he was leaving soon, I...enjoyed his company. We'll leave it at that lol. (That's not untrue, I did enjoy spending time with him.)

He left, and it got me how sad I was about that. I had tried to keep it from happening, but he did get all up in my feels. I wound up hating that job and kinda of ending up in a depressive state. Gained about 30 lbs in 4 months. Thankfully was able to go back to my old job, which I do enjoy for the most part. 

Got sued. That was fun. A friend died. Went to Boston and Salem, loved it. Figuring out how to live as best I can with little money. Turned 41. Learned how to make butter, which is insanely easy. 

I want to go into the twenties roaring. I do feel stuck because of my debt, but that should be taken care of within the next couple of years and then I want to pick up roots and just go. 

Here's my visions for the next decade: 

I'll explain: 

• Macarons. I want the next decade to be full of great desserts. I'd like to eat macarons in France.
• Italy. As I mentioned, I want to pick up roots and be a nomad. I've always wanted to see Italy. Also...food.
• Maybe it's not about the happy ending. Maybe it's about the story. Self-explanatory.
• Couple on the beach. Hopefully I will find someone to join me on my adventures. But my happiness is not reliant on it. I'm good with me and the cat. 
• NYC. I do love the city. Not just that city. But I love city life. Always something going on, loads of great places to eat, and I would see ALL the shows. 
• Sushi. I want to eat sushi in Japan.
• Writing. I have to do it again. I gave up on myself. I owe it to myself to try again.
• Lin-Manuel Miranda. Essentially, his career is my dream. To write. To act in what I write. I don't necessarily need his level of fame, I just want to be able to live on my words. 
• Ms. J. By this time in 2029, Jack will be 17 if she is still around. It's not impossible. But I kind of hope we develop the technology to make her immortal because I love that cat more than most people. Not to say I won't do what's best for her when it comes down to it, but I will be a MESS when it's her time to cross the rainbow bridge. She's been there for me during some dark times and she knows all my secrets. I don't have (nor want) kids. She's my floofy baby. Hopefully she'll be around for a good, long time.

Happy 2020 everyone!