Last Year

I was sitting here in my mouse-free apartment (so far so good anyway), trying to think of things that have changed since last Christmas. There are a few differences.

Last Christmas I was still holding on to a relationship that was all but dead.

Last Christmas the only ones that read my blog were Sassan and Markoos. These days neither of them post as much as I'd like them to.

Last Christmas my daughter had just moved from Savannah back to Oklahoma.

I'm still at the same job, still in the same apartment, still have the same dog, still have the same kids. My daughter now lives in Seattle, my ex husband is marrying a woman who apparently looks like me, has the same first name as me, and as was recently discovered, we even have some of the same relatives. The fact that my ex husband is a freak has not changed since last year.

Last Christmas I had not been out of the U.S. This year I have passport stamps and I'm very proud of them. ;-)

Last Christmas I drove a granny car that I loved.. this year I drive a piece of shit Lancer that I hate. (I also get weird looks if I tell anyone around here that I drive a Lancer. Apparently only 18 year old guys who like to race are allowed to drive those.)

Last Christmas I was a year younger. This year I'm a year older.

Last Christmas things were a little different, but not much.

(How's that for coming up with an entire post about nothing at all? hehe)