Kick 2012 to Curb! I'm Done With You

Geesh! What a year. And I say that not in a good way. It’s been such a stressful year in numerous ways. I was watching the late morning Today show, which I never do, but was surprised hearing Kathie Lee Gifford remarking what a crappy year for so many people it had been and that a lot of people are looking forward to saying goodbye to 2012. I thought to myself, She, Kathie Lee? feels that way? Really? She has a good gig on TV, plenty of money that I was genuinely surprised that she remarked on that comment or even feels the strain the year has wrought to so many people. She explained that the Presidential race was stressful, the Storm, the latest events in the news, Newton, CT and almost everyone knows someone with cancer. Fool me. 


See? Money can’t buy you happiness and a stress free life. I, personally have been wrung out financially with me working in a private school that pays peanuts and my husband in the mortgage business that took a big hit this year thanks to the economy. Never in my life would I think I would have collection agencies dogging me for money! Never! It sucks.  I have always been in control of things, and feel totally out of control. 

I want to state one comment that I truly feel is true for most people.  The cost of living is way out of line with the average incomes out there.  It's like a bad mortgage deal where the debt to income ratio is out of whack.  We need to be earning three times the amount we do to pay our newfound, thank you technology bills.  And every car repair, or broken washing machine, or sudden pest problem, every problem that you encounter is hundreds or thousands of dollars.  God!  It's too much.  There isn't enough dollars.  This is a HUGE strain.

Then, I became the sandwich generation...caring for an elderly parent and my own children.
My father fell and broke his femur in two places, had surgery, triggered his Multiple Mylenoma to kick in big time and now has received Chemo for over a year now. Fear. Fear. Fear. Each step was riddled with fear and dread. Each and every step from the fall, to the surgery, to the transfusions pre-surgery, to post –op, through rehab, switching rehabs, 104 fever and cough during rehab….ugh…need I say more? Oh my God, what will we do when he comes home? How is he going to manage? Driving to chemo? On and on it went with worry and fear after fear.

Work stresses, home stresses, kids stresses, money, money, money…on and on it went.


So you know what I say to 2012? Adios to you! Good riddance! And Hello There, 2013! You look mighty fine, I must say. This might be the year, I’ll actually stay up and stick my head out the door and bang some pots and pans like a nutter at midnight!

Happy New Year!