New Year, New Drama

I feel like a slacker, y’all. Judging from my Facebook news feed, I was supposed to do a lot of reflective writing at New Year’s. And I just posted pictures of The Cat.

Every year around New Year’s Eve, you see people writing end of year summary posts. They’re usually a list of all the new things someone has done. New house, new baby, new dog, new job, etc. And they’re usually accompanied by a bunch of shiny pictures and hashtags like #SoBlessed.

Well this year, a lot of folks decided to crank it up a notch and do New Year’s Eve posts recapping their entire decade. So there were pictures of new houses, new babies, new dogs, and new jobs a few times over.

I don’t know if people were just having a rough day or what, but it seemed like more than ever I was seeing a lot of really sad posts. I was starting to wonder if my Facebook news feed had become a country song writing contest. There were lots of posts like, “well, it’s been a tough year and/or decade. I lost my job, my girlfriend dumped me, my dog ran away, I woke up one morning to find my kidney was stolen by a cult that worships garbanzo beans, I discovered my house was built atop an old haunted Chuck E. Cheese’s so I was possessed by the mouse for a while and he forced me to perform in a bunch of country fair concerts…it was rough. But I’m sure this next year will be better. Despite being kidnapped by an angry herd of water buffalo and held hostage for six months, all things considered, I am truly #SoBlessed.”

And then there were similar posts that took more of a vague approach. “Last year I cried more than I ever have in my life. There were so many tears because of What He Did that I had to file a claim with my insurance for water damage. But My Real Friends came through for me (and they know who they are). And now I have reason to smile again. #SoBlessed.”

I mean, I get the need for privacy and all, but I read stuff like that and my imagination runs wild. Who is The Mysterious He? Did he dump you in public on your birthday? Cheat on you? Offer your kidney to the garbanzo bean god?

Anyhoo, I hope y’all have had a great new year thus far and have not fallen victim to any crazy conspiracy nuts or been kidnapped by angry herds of water buffalo. I haven’t set any official new year’s resolutions, but I’d say “not getting on the bad side of buffalo” would be a good place to start. See y’all next week!