Goals for 2010

Goals for 2010

1. Have a Baby despite my vomiting phobia and general fear of all things medical--this is going to be the hardest goal to achieve

2. Finish writing my book--not hard, if I can stop going to the grocery store daily and cooking three meals a day from scratch, and then doing the clean up. Maintaining a this phobia is very time consuming.

3. Get rid of my vomiting phobia--ok, maybe this will be the hardest goal to achieve.

4. Fix my sesamoid break (broken foot), either with cortisone shots, or surgery, or whatever, just something so that I can walk without pain and start moving again. Maybe I can loose the 25 pounds I've gained over the last 8 months. (But not if I'm pregnant.)

5. Finish reading Crime and Punishment.

Best and Worst of my 2009

11 Best Things That Happened To Me In 2009

1. Discovered Rachel Burton's Ballet Classes
2. Had two parties at my house
3. Took very long walks in the forest preserve with my husband in the spring every weekend until I broke my foot
4. Read Jhumpa Lahiri's Interpreter of Maladies
5. Cooked a dinner with my brother in my kitchen
6. Had a poem accepted for publication by The Basilica Review
7. Convinced Baba to use her cane when we took a trip to Home Depot
8. Was told that I was a good teacher by several of my students
9. Was hired by an additional school to teach in their English department, which proves that I must be a descent teacher if not one, but two schools will hire me
10. Took Pilates with an old ballet friend, until I broke my foot.
11. Was told by an old family friend that I had always been creative and should continue to be creative because that's where my talents lie and I must pursue them.


7 Worst Things That Happened To Me in 2009

1. Broke my sesamoid bone in my foot, which is still not healed.
2. Am now a person who has seen a Psychiatrist, not just a Psychologist
3. Attended the wake of a cousin who died of cancer in his 30s
4. Had to work two jobs due to problem with cash flow
5. Gained 25 pounds due to the broken bone in my foot
6. Was told by a member of my extended family that as a child, I used to vomit after I was dropped off at my Baba's house, because I was so upset by things my mother would say to me. This is pretty bad, but also good, as it helps to explain the vomiting phobia I have as an adult, and the cause of my generalized anxiety disorder.
7. Temporarily (I hope) had to stop taking ballet classes due to the broken sesamoid bone in my foot.