Boy does time fly. I can’t believe another year is upon us. I was ready. But then again…I wasn’t ready.
I know we’re only a few weeks into 2018, but it’s been a bit of an uneasy start. Normally, I can hardly wait for the clock to strike midnight on January 1st. But this year, I just felt…blah. I wasn’t as excited for the new year as I usually am. Yet again, I wasn’t unexcited either.
I was just…blah.
My usual feelings of hope and encouragement were strangely missing, and instead, I was left to feel a bit down, and a tad nervous.
Nervous???
You see, it’s an even year and for me, my track record during even-numbered years is not great. Case in point, 2016 was one of the worst years of my life – I’m still talking about it in therapy. Yet, I can honestly state that 2017 was not a bad year. In my standards, it was actually pretty good. So what does that mean for 2018? Is it possible to have two pretty good years in a row?
All signs point to doubtful.
