Woo hoo, it's the new year!!! And I feel the exact same way that I did before the stroke of midnight rang in this new set of 365 days. Time is a [hu]man-made concept, blah blah blah...
Also, I will go yet another year without making a bloody "new year's resolution". Why? Because it's stupid. And I like myself. And I see no reason to change something that is complete and utter perfection. Does this make me vain, conceited, and narcissistic? I think not...
But I did learn something new just before the close of 2010. I FINALLY HAVE A DIAGNOSIS and it is called hyperthyroidism, not narcissistic personality disorder.
My doctor must have thought that I was positively insane when he explained this to me because I was jumping for joy. I have been in and out of the hospital for almost two years exactly (come the end of this month) because of an odd assortment of symptoms and not one doctor being capable enough to come up with a proper diagnosis, until now. I have to go through a bit more testing but hopefully I will be on medication soon. And hopefully this medication will help me to feel and act my true age of not 85 years. Just a little bit lower than that.
Anyway, a toast to 2011! Wishing it will be a year filled with lots of crazy/fun/good things! And here's to me wishing that I had a glass of wine to make this solitary toast more official and complete.
