New Year, New Perspective?

So I definitely haven't written anything in awhile because, despite how eloquently I think I write when I'm miserable, it doesn't make for very good (or diverse) reading. Last year was terrible, and I'm determined to not make the same mistakes this time.

I have a housemate (did I mention?), but she was also having a miserable 2010 and thus was rarely seen at the house. Instead it was just me, Rohan, and the cat. It ended up being a bit of a drain, in retrospect, because I got another (and much less appreciative) mouth to feed without much human interaction in the bargain. Not exactly the greatest way to spend a fall semester.

A work colleague of mine is currently with her husband in San Antonio (that godforsaken town) as he is undergoing spinal surgery. He got a double-lung transplant last summer, they botched it, and he's been racked with complications ever since. This complication is three fractured vertebrae caused by too-large lungs - it took the hospital at least 3 weeks to even think about investigating the cause of the pain. I would say that I'm shocked, but honestly with some of the things I face on a regular basis I am not surprised. Too many people are at the hospital just to get a paycheck. I know that someday I'll have to go (hopefully something down the line like having a child rather than breaking a leg), and I know that I'll have to watch them like a hawk, questioning every single thing that is being done because too many people just don't give a damn.

Anyway.

So it's a new year!

The goal for this year is to save up money and get a new car. Yay! I probably won't consider looking seriously until maybe June or July and probably won't be ready to buy until December. If my car lasts that long.

Also trying to get out and about a little more. Well, as much as humanly possible, considering we're going back to massive on-call time in a month. Booo. The office has made an issue out of me requesting vacation time in April, which is utterly ridiculous because I made it clear that I'm willing to do my vacation WITHOUT missing a SINGLE hour of work. It's ridiculous. I asked for, at most, one night off in April. How hard is that? Apparently it's impossible. And for me to schedule my days off how I please....well, let's not go there yet.

Maybe I should wait a little while before getting back into the blog thing....still feeling a teensy bit bitter. Just a little. Still have some more anger to work out.