Wow...Time flies by so quickly! I feel like it was just yesterday that we were all gonna party like it’s 1999! Remember how crazy everyone was getting thinking the world was about to end and stocking up on canned goods and water. I was related to one of those people who shall remain nameless to protect, well...to protect me, because I don’t want to admit they’re my kin.

But here we are over a decade later and although there are no threats of computers crashing and nuclear war like in some previous decades, there still have been some hard times for a lot of us. I, like everyone else, am reflecting on this past year, the ups and downs, the good and the not so great, and thinking about what changes I would like to see in my life in the upcoming year. Not everything is in my control, like the economy, but I can change what I can change, like my ever increasing waist line and my messy closet.

It was my third day as a baby entrepreneur. Everything I had ever read told me that I should feel elated, free, thriving in my own work environment out from underneath the monotonous thumb of my 9-5.

Instead, I was sobbing in front of my laptop, in the comfort of my own home, resplendent in the workwear of my choice (sweatpants, slippers, ponytail), snoozing dogs at my feet, and typing this to my best friend over gchat: