Two years ago to the day I wrote an entry about how I was going to restart myself, I was going to focus more on the things I wanted to better inside myself. Not by writing or creating New Year's Resolutions as I just think those are a way to set yourself up for failure. I mean does anyone really stick to them long term? Ok maybe those perfect people who can stick to a diet or gym regiment, but those of us regular people not so much.
I decided to work on things that I thought I could do, things I could succeed at and not make myself feel worse for failing, yet again. Then came 2020.
I started of my 2020 by working really hard at bettering myself physically only to injure my ankle trying to go on a bike ride with my kids (stepped in a damn pot hole)...then catching covid (pretty sure anyway) when I went into the medical incubator to get an x-ray and found out I didn't just sprain it but actually broke my ankle. So 4 weeks of a boot, 1 week of feeling like death, 3 weeks learning to catch my breath again and coughing like a seal I felt I survived the worst 2020 had to offer. Little did I know it would just get worse and worse and worse. Fast forward to the end of 2020 as we watched and waited for that awful year to pass, hoping that 2021 would make such a difference, that things would get back to normal (whatever the hell that is) and we could once again enjoy life.
Stop the presses...2021 proved that it could get worse and boy did it!!! Put a dumbass democrat puppet in office with a sidekick who has the brainpower of an amoeba and laughs like a hyena and watch any resemblance of normalcy go down the drain like an old beer leftover from the drunken festivities of the night before. We were screwed!!!
The one thing we kept saying as we watched people die over the year of 2020/2021 "due to covid" (yes that was such a lie too but that discussion is for another day) and all the other things (that no one mentioned because everything was covid) was that at least Betty White was still with us. An icon who made us laugh, who seemed to be able to weather any storm, who was a bright beacon of light in an otherwise dismal year of lies and and deceit and sickness.
Just when we think we have survived another year with Betty, when we think she will make it to her century mark on the 17th of January, the news is shared. Betty White passed away at age 99 on December 31, 2021. Such a beautiful power packed spunky bag of laughs we lost yesterday. Almost as if she decided to end a craptastic year with a bang. Her way of saying to all of us, I'm done, time to go be with the girls and create laughter in the ever after.
So here we are on January 1, 2022 with 3 more years of the moronic puppet in office screwing every middle and lower class tax payer by raising the cost of living so high we can barely breathe, allowing illegal aliens to enter our country in droves to suck up all the welfare our tax dollars can pay for but not getting raises from the companies we work at to help cover those painful taxes. Three more years of hell, probably with Flip-flop Fauci still spewing his lies about 15 days to curb the spread and now just one more jab, just one more, ok maybe one more after that. So many lies, so many false statements to create fear and panic among the masses. Let's not forget all the riots started by idiots probably paid by those who are spreading the fear to help create more and gain even more control. 2021 was a year of the sheeple, a year where people were scared into forgetting to live. Where people were tattling on their neighbors and friends for not complying, not bowing down and taking one in the ass (ok, arm) for the sake of humanity - BLAH, BLAH, BLAH.
Do we dare even try to look into the crystal ball to see what 2022 holds? Do we even want to know? Well, I'm going to cross my fingers, create spell jars, throw wishes into the universe, read my cards daily, pickup every penny I see for good luck, beg the black cats to just sit and wait, hang the horse shoes up to catch the luck, not walk under any ladders and wish on every falling star I see in hopes that the bad will pass us by this year and give us a break. I think that the past 2 years of shit has been quite enough.
The number 22 represents double the amount of energy, representing fulfillment of one's greatest aspirations, as well as a sense of strength and accomplishment. Astro-numerologist predicts that 2022 is the year which is going to ensure a fresh start. Seeing the number 2022 means your life will become more balanced, hope is ahead. So with that in mind, bring it on 2022. I am ready for more balance, more strength and accomplishment and hope in my fresh start. Let's go!!!
