Moving On, Then

Have you ever felt like you were living in an endless loop of a Steve Martin movie? In the closing days of 2007,

• the kids left me alone for 5 days while they visited their dad
  
• the drain in the basement (and Dillon's man-cave) quit draining and consequently started flooding - I've carried about 5 buckets of water to the backyard in the past two days
  
• my washing machine started leaking
• I cut my finger with a knife eating cheese and crackers for dinner
  
• Taiko and I conspired to lock me out of the house when I went out to gather some Christmas lights. I had neither coat nor shoes; phone nor car keys. After waiting for about an hour in 34-degree weather, I had to break a window to get in.
• I learned the that tread-life on my tires is nearly shot
  
• My favorite curling iron died a slow, agonizing death, and I've been walking around the past several days with bad hair
• THFKAT* called to tell me he was bringing Mac home on the 2nd and would like to sit down to talk to me at that time. I haven't spoken to him since this day
• and apparently, I've reverted back to my old habit of lists and bullets when things start to go wrong
  

But...

2007 marked the year that I gained my self-respect and independence back. The year that I pulled myself up by my bootstraps and remembered the strong young woman I once was. The year I taught my children a lesson in perseverance. Even with the drama and flooding and bad hair days, I think it was an ok year and I'm ready for 2008.

Because according to Annie, 2008 will be The Year of Paige. And we should all listen to her because she is smart.

So hang on tight everyone, because here we go!!!

*The Husband Formerly Known as T (remember this - I will not repeat it later)