Well, aren’t YOU just zooming to a close!

What, you think you can just rush to the finish line because YOU’RE all done, Mr. 365? No, I don’t THINK SO.

Where is my time to reflect? Where is my time to list the blessings and challenges that have defined you? Where is my golden opportunity to engage in navel gazing during the one week of the year that people seem to think it’s a worthy use of time?

You’re not going to stop so I can write a few sentimental posts about how my life has changed, how I’ve evolved, how I’ve tugged at the Tiller of My Life and set a new course?

Fine, then. See if I care.

2009 is ready for me already, and I have a feeling we’re going to get along EVEN BETTER than you and I did!

That’s right, you heard me…

Not only will I get to keep all the good stuff I got from you for my next 365, like Gradon and new boots and a good Bernaise recipe, but I can also leave behind all the stuff you gave me that I DIDN’T like, like pneumonia, hives, and bananas that went brown too fast.

I mean, bananas will still do that. BUT I WON’T BUY THEM. NOT EVEN A ONE.

So there.

Love,

Meg