I’m sitting here thinking — does EVERY year call for new resolutions? I would think not. To be honest, if anything, I feel like I’m in new year’s resolution purgatory! Ok, maybe not quite purgatory [yikes], but, you get me. Every year, I pretty much set the same goals. And sure, they might be a little remixed but for the most part, they are your typical: I have to get my life together and get healthier because I don’t want to get diabeetus and high blood pressure; I have to lose ~40 lbs, I used to be so in shape!!; I want to get better about my finances, and save for the proverbial rainy day or in case my refrigerator dies like my Dad says; or I want to actively start dating a-gain. Followed by my friend and I toasting over happy hour cocktails agreeing we will try to go on AT LEAST five dates starting in January (as said in years 2015, 2017 and 2018); and finally I want to get serious about my …

I guess if you’ve lived even a little bit of life, you’re bound to have a not so great year every once in a while.   You know those times when it seems like none of your prayers are getting answered, or when your life just seems very stagnant and filled with challenges, obstacles, and uncertainty? Or some how you’ve ended up back at square one though you feel you’ve done everything right but to no avail. Yeah, those times.   Well. As I’m reflecting over my 2018, I’m thinking it’s funny how life gives you perspective.  Like, what I used to call a sucky year mainly centered around my dating woes and inevitable eff-boy problems.  However, I realized this was the first year where I didn’t say one of the following statements: “Don’t fu-&%-ng call my phone anymore!” (followed by some number blocking, then unblocking just to see if he’ll reach out for Christmas, to blocking right after they do text, because I’m hella emotional and confused); or  “This isn’t working for me. *You …