Judging by recent blog and facebook posts, I know I'm not the only one thinking it: as of now, you are straight up sucking. Yes, I said you suck. In fact, not only do you suck, you blow chunks and you stink.
While 2011 ended on fairly good note, you plunged into suckitude only five days into the year. It started with M's job news and just a day later, you added another layer of fun: a big, fat lawsuit at my school. Oh, 2012, really? Don't you realize that I was already in a straight up hate relationship with Large College? Did you really think that things like the horrid schedule, supportive/hostile administrators, and crappy pay weren't enough? Ugh. Well, kudos to you as you really figured out how to kick it up a notch. Things at LC have turned into a shitstorm. The students are confused and angry. Faculty members are all angry and annoyed. The admins are frantically trying to do damage control. Fun times.
Oh, but the fun didn't stop with the work news. Noooo, you just had to extend your suckitude into our personal lives with the whole M's father had to have emergency surgery situation. Thankfully, it was only his appendix and things went well, but unfortunately, as I'm sure you're well aware of, there's also a fourteen-year-old girl in the mix (aka M's sister). Yes, I'm referring to the fourteen-year-old sister who cannot live on her own/the one whose mother's rights were terminated after that previous super crappy situation. After some stress and schedule shuffling, we were able to work things out, but let me just reiterate how scary and not fun it was for everyone involved.
Not only did you decide you were going to cause problems with M's family, you thought it would be best if you paid a visit to mine as well. My cousin emailed me a few weeks ago to let me know that P moved in with her daughter and is selling my grandfather's house. She also cleared everything out the house, including photos (which my cousin snagged), my grandmother's wedding dress, and a host of crafty things that my mother and grandmother made together. Of course, as you already know, I was not contacted by P or her daughter about this decision, despite the fact that they both knew I wanted a few of my grandmother's things. Oh, and let's not forget about the fact that I'm named in my grandfather's will and am supposed to receive half of the proceeds from the sale of the house. Sound familiar? Yeah. Well, guess what? I have been unable to reach them as my grandfather's phone was shut off and P's daughter's cell number was changed. Obviously, none of that is important, right 2012?
I'm sure you realize by now that I am teetering on the edge, as my health, fitness, and sanity have all retreated to ugly places. I really, really do not want to return to the blahs of 2011, but you are making it damn hard. Oy.
I suppose I do need to give you credit for a few things though. The month of January did have a few highlights, including an awesome Prince tribute concert and an incredible meal I shared with D at Roy's. It also ended on a high note when I had the opportunity to see the man I have christened The Hotness (aka Lenny Kravitz) in person. I had a fabulous night and ushered in February on a high of hotness pheromones. I don't know if you were just trying to throw me a bone or what, but it was a lovely way to end the month after almost four solid weeks of crappiness.
Thus far, I haven't been overly impressed with February, but you've managed to not add any further catastrophes to the mix, so I'll hold off on any further criticisms for the moment. You and I both know that I'm still trying to deal with/resolve much of what happened in January, so it's not like I have much brain power or energy to spare anyway.
So, 2012, how about if we make a deal? If you give me more awesome things like this:
and less of the suckitude, I'll just pretend like January never happened and will stop telling everyone that you stink. I think that sounds like a fair deal, right? Please think it over and get back to me soon.
Sincerely,
Comebacknikki
