*I thought I was able to paste the picture that came with my post titled “Before You Read This”. Oh well. That was an attempt to blog after my husband made a milestone by initiating to make a blog after my failed attempts at making him express his thoughts through written words*
2012 should be an interesting year. Never mind that I am crazily busy at work right now and will continue to be so until the end of April. It will pay off, I hope.
In May, we are scheduled to take a trip to the UK and take a much-earned vacation. We are shooting three birds with one stone by celebrating our second year wedding anniversary (yes, my imaginary readers I will survive a second year at marriage!), making a visit-to-the-UK dream a reality and meeting friends we’ve been speaking to online since 2008. There is excitement at both ends. I have been (or trying to) staying away from drinking but when we get there, I will challenge my husband and Bags to a pub crawl. With no (less) practice, I might literally crawl getting out of the pub. That will be a one-night happening for me because I intend to savor the UK. I am still sold to the insane thought that my tourist visa was approved because in my narrative, I have mentioned that I am a big fan of British TV shows and to be where these shows were shot will be a dream come true for me.
It is also in May that my husband and I are to take a shot at proving our procreational abilities are effective. Max has been shoving it to my throat (no pun intended) that we should have a baby soon. Arg. Am I ready to puff smoking goodbye? Am I ready for motherhood, sleepless nights, swollen/lactose-discharging breasts, and listening to a baby’s wail as I lull myself to sleep (if I get any!)? Am I also ready to finally book an appointment with a ob-gynecologist (and a general practitioner)? I honestly do not know. When I think of pregnancy and delivery, I think of my mother who died after child birth. Be that as it may, I think it is worth a shot. Funny as it may sound, I think parenting will do our relationship good. It may be time to bequeath our bratty thrones to a real brat. Yeah.
We are also looking at owning a home. Contrary to the fact that buying a home entails a lot of financial and practical planning, the thought of owning one actually excites me. No more walls that you cannot punch a nail into. No more annoying immediate neighbors. Lots of good pictures to frame, paintings to buy. Space. Space.
This last one is just wishful thinking. I want to virtually go back to school by completing a Master’s degree or a BS in Forensics Accounting degree. Max actually likes the idea. But the fees, man, the fees. I do not have the privilege at work yet of getting tuition and book fees reimbursed yet because I am only six months old in my position. This is again related to one of my wildest dreams – being a CSI sans the gory/chemistry stuff.
So many plans, so little time in 2012. 2013, maybe?
