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Best and Worst of the Week

 

 

 

I’m going to warn you from the get-go that I’m going to be a little  superficial in my “best” for today’s Best and Worst.  More on that in a moment. Welcome to our last Best and Worst for 2011.  Like many of you, I’ve been reading this post for years. YEARS. But only really started commenting in the past 12 months. What I realised is that the most terrific thing about adding your voice to B&W is it provides the opportunity to get unbiased advice from the MM community as well as share your joys and concerns with our supportive readers.

So back to me being superficial, it’s all to do with my best …

BEST 1:  My old Mac was on its last legs and so Santa bought me a new MacBook Pro for Christmas. (I think Santa is trying to make up for 1987 when he gave me a bike helmet and Debbie Gibson’s Electric Youth album. On cassette.)  Now  I don’t know how things roll in your family but Brad and I don’t usually spend anywhere NEAR that much money on each other. But being a writer I needed a new laptop and my last one was on the verge of blowing up.

BEST 2: My filing cabinet and filing is OUT. OF. CONTROL.  Seriously. I haven’t filed anything for 12 months.  I got to the point where I have been working from the kitchen table and refusing to enter the study because it’s so depressing.  Anyway … this week I found a brilliant woman who is going to come to my home and re-organise my filing cabinet for me, set me up with some better systems for my desk (rumour has it there’s a desk in the study …)  and then (if I want her to) she’ll do my actual filing.  Just knowing I’m going to get my study under control makes me feel better.  I want to go into 2012 with less chaos and more calm.

WORST: I can’t even look at another chocolate sultana. Okay, that’s a lie …

OMM (On My Mind): Without sounding too depressing, I feel sad about this year ending. Mostly because I feel like it takes me further away from my daughter Georgie who was stillborn last year.  Does that sound strange?  It just seems like the more time that passes, the more her fingers are slipping out of mine.

Now it’s over to you.  What were your best and worst moments of this week? Or even this year?  We’re all ears …