New Year. Joy

So, given that I was feeling pretty optimistic this time last year, I figured that this year I’d start off feeling tense, rubbish, and extremely cynical.  I don’t expect 2013 to improve on 2012 at all.  Though if I wanted to be optimistic I could say that this is the year I’ll find a job, a man worth losing my head over, and some kind of security, both emotional and financial.  Oh, and The Child would be happy too.  Of all these things though the only thing I do expect is for The Child to be generally happy.  Of course that could go tits up too.  It hasn’t so far though, so fingers crossed.  Oh, I wouldn’t mind a toned up midsection either, though I started working on that before Christmas.  And here’s the big confession.  Despite being on Jobseeker’s Allowance, I got myself and The Child a Wii.  To be fair though it was only £160 at PC World.  And I got £50 birthday money from my grandma.  And £50 Christmas money from both my grandma and my parents.  So in actual fact, I got The Child and me a Wii for a tenner.  And it has the Wii fit stuff too.  So there.  I only spent a tenner of taxpayers' money there.  Of course they should all be more pissed off by the amount I spent on The Child’s Christmas presents.  And presents for my family.  Oops.