DP: The Stroke of Midnight

Today’s Daily Prompt is The Stroke of Midnight: Where were you last night when 2012 turned into 2013? Is that where Happy-New-Year-Vintageyou’d wanted to be?

Physically I could have been in worse places.  I was lying on the couch cuddling my beloved pugs and watching my beloved Doctor #10 save the world from a swarm of space sting rays.  That was of course after dinner out with my husband pretending that everything is hunky dory.

Was I where I wanted to be in my life?  Not at all.  I’m still unemployed after 16 months, I’m still married to a man who keeps a mistress with complete disregard to how it hurts me.  My life is at a complete stand still.  I’ve done nothing but sit in my house for 16 months.

I suppose I should volunteer or something.  That would be the logical thing to do, but I don’t know what to volunteer to do. Going back to school is an option I guess, but I’m $40,000 in debt from my BA that I finished in 2011 so adding more debt on top of that to finish a master’s seems like throwing good money after bad.

Will there be New Year’s resolutions this year?  No. I’m too depressed to try to improve anything about my life.  I’m going to try simple things like not leaving wadded up tissues on my nightstand and moisturizing every night because I’m vain enough to notice that I’m aging pretty fast at this point and God knows if I’ll ever be able to afford Botox or Juvederm again.

So was I where I wanted to be at midnight on New Year’s Eve?  Yes and no.

I’ll close this post with my New Year wishes, which I’m sure are pretty obvious:

  • A new job that pays decently and has health benefits
  • The ability to cover my own bills so that I can ask my husband to leave once and for all
  • Some peace and happiness

Happy New Year to all!

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