Good riddance to bad rubbish

     2011 was not a stellar year.
     Oh, it had its good points. There was that bachelor's degree that I always wanted that is now in hand. Then that first grandbaby--beautiful boy Levi Carson. Those were the high points. Not as lofty, but still really good:

• Attending the Diakonia of the Americans and the Caribbean (DOTAC) meeting in July; 
• becoming friends with three lovely, like-minded ladies of a certain age whom I love;
• attending the Annual General Meeting (AGM) of the Jane Austen Society of North America (JASNA) in October. 

     These are the things I will remember about 2011. I will try not to remember the crushing financial problems, Levi's life-threatening illness, this soul-sucking depression, and my job turning to poo.
     I don't have any resolutions, but in spite of it all, here is what I hope to accomplish in the near future:

• New job. That would really fix a lot.
• Treat depression. 
• And take those French lessons! 

     You notice I did not add "master crochet." 

     Happy new year!