And... I'm done.

Yesterday, as I had to keep typing 2012 over & over (& over), I kept saying, "I'm not ready... it can't be the New Year. I'm not done with the old one."

And then, this dawn of the day of the eve of the same New Year coming, I looked at the Christmas tree still standing & thought, "OK, I'm done."

Done as in finished. Completed. Finalized. Wrapped up.
Ready to put away the old, carefully wrapped in a sheet of memory bubble wrap, & forge ahead.

2011 was... odd.
Ups & downs; triumphs & frustrations; accomplishments & utter failures.
And change. Some welcome. Some painfully thrust upon me.

And in the end, it was just another collection of 365 days run together in a seamless passage of time.

I don't do the resolution thing, rather I'm kind of on a "continuous improvement" program. And I don't get too caught up in the whole "brand new year" idea. It's all just days anyway. Lumped together by someone who thought we needed to keep accurate track of our time spent circling the sun. (Don't get me wrong, calendars come in handy. Lots. But I seldom have a good grasp of what the actual "date" is.)

But for whatever it's worth, I'm done with 2011 & ready to move on.
Maybe it's just because I like the pretty pictures on the new calendar.
Maybe it's because that same calendar is already filled with milestone dates of lasts, & firsts, & ~sigh~ more change to come.

Maybe it's just because I have a nice Cava chilling for the Ball Drop :)

Happy New Year!