Happy New Years Day, loyal readers!

For this lovely new year, I’m intending to blog more often…and not just when I’m fucking furious and emotional…so hopefully this post is one in many new additions to jadybyproxy.com and its sterling reputation as THE place for all things Jady! I’ve been spending more time on Facebook than on my own writing, which is a flip of the priorities I wish to have. No time like the present, I suppose.

(pardon the spotty nature of this post, I’ve got a different strain of flu than my poor sister did this week, but endless FUN nevertheless, and I’m running back and forth from the bathroom to the computer. I wake up on the daily and throw up due to the amount of phlegm I’ve swallowed during the night. I’m a walking discharge factory. I’m washing my hands so much they’re going to split open any second now. Did I mention FUN.)

How was your Christmas, darling dearest Jady of ours? Delightful. about 30 people and 4 generations in the household at one point, dozens of micro-conversations with simply my favorite people ever ever, and Missoula is a cool town. My parents have done a wonderful job on their ‘cabin’ (read: huge house up the canyon) and it was with great reluctance that I left after 4 days of good food, good company, good times. The only things missing were the cat and the dog, who were in SLC being spoiled by J the cat sitter and Aarf House the dog kennel, both of whom I would roundly recommend to anyone.

So what’s going to happen this year, Jady? What’s the VISION for 2020? (I have not seen that ‘vision’ joke ANYWHERE…it’s MINE;-)…) Well, I have plans and I have goals, and they’re pretty much in line with each other. I plan to budget. I sat down with my mom this afternoon for French onion soup and salad, a nice amber beer, and a very well-set-up excel spreadsheet with my expenses and income for the next 3 months. Mom, for those of you unaware, is an accounting professor, and she’s pretty damn good at this sort of thing. My goal is to spend less on take-out food and ‘entertainment’, more on repaying my credit card. The eventual plan, once I get that sweet LCSW pay raise after 17 more months of supervision, is to set myself up to buy a house. I made the mistake/blessing of not putting my name on my house when I was married, which would have deeply complicated the divorce, but also would have been nice financially…but that’s a very 2019 regret, and I’m over it.   Buying a house sets myself up for having kiddos, which is the eventual EVENTUAL plan, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

I also plan on writing more, something I’ve always enjoyed. Behaviorism would suggest that by writing more, I’ll feel better, which consequently will make writing easier, which will make writing feel even better, and so on in a snowball sort of fashion. My goal is to finish the DAMN book, currently 35 percent done at a whopping 150 pages. It’s hard to get myself motivated to work on such a project, mostly because its been so long that I really need to read 150 pages of established cannon for my world of zombies and unicorns, and when I read I want to edit. It would be pretty easy to cannibalize my own writing with editing, so it’d be much better to read that damn book, finish the first draft, and then spend hours pouring over the details, but who has that kind of time? Oh right, I do. Sometimes. When I make it happen.

So I’m stopping there, writing and budgeting. No health concerns excepting keeping on track with meds and possibly working out, but it is not making the list of resolutions. I’m actually fairly pleased with my current body, who knows how I’ll feel when I turn 35 and have a 1/3 life crisis. Maybe I’ll magically enjoy dieting and exercising, but that’s a pretty cute and unlikely scenario. I like cheese. I’d rather crochet than treadmill. I didn’t gain weight over the holidays, so there’s no extra bumpy lumpy bits. It’s sustainable and I’m content. Plus, all my clothing fits, and that’s something that makes buying fewer clothes MUCH easier. Double plus, I’m cute already. Take that, society.

So, loyal reader, a question for you…what would you like to hear about in the life of Jady this new year? I’m dying to know! I’m only slightly sarcastic! Hooray new year!