I’m surrounded by projects, none of which are near completion.
I’m near broke but I’ve got a little pocket money that I’m giving to the Maternal Parental for a goose chase.
I’ve begun the culling of my books and my library looks neater already.
I’m still agoraphobic.
I’ve still got a massive case of writer’s block.
I still haven’t read the books my neighbor loaned to me to read and its been over a year now.
I’m still fat.
I’m still in debt.
Here’s hoping that 2013 will see the resolution of some, if not all, of these things.
Happy New Year, Everyone. May 2013 suck significantly less than 2012.