What a decade......

So 2009 ended in the most spectacular fashion....somewhere in the world...for me it was rather abrupt . On Christmas Day, my husband of 5 years, decided he had had enough and in one very short conversation...about four sentences long to be precise....he had moved himself into another bedroom and ended our marriage. Full Stop. Now, I don't know whether this just hasn't sunk in or whether somewhere deep down I'm relieved...or what....but what I do know is...I'm going to start living...no longer just existing...but living a life...full of wonderful shoes and the expressions of Contemporary Dance...(I of course need to learn this first).

So what happened in the noughties, the edited version, is simple...Got divorced (starter marriage), found out I had a heart condition (Partial Left Bindle Branch Block...rare for someone of my age), found 'The One', married 'The One' in the most bedazzling fashion never seen before and probably never again, moved to Birmingham, hated my life but loved my home, moved back from Birmingham hated my home but loved my life, watched as my favourite dog went to sleep in heaven, became obsessed with MySpace, became bored of MySpace, Got a new dog (more of him to come), happily watched om as my bessie mate was married in a picture postcard scene in Barbados..wish you were here, lost some weight..put on some more, became obsessed with Facebook Farmville....sold up and moved off the Farmville and then ended up alone in a massive Leather Sleigh Bed whilst 'The One' spends all night instant messaging 'Dead Canny ' girls.

So now...I say 'So' a lot don't I.....it's officially the end of my christmas holidays and back to work tomorrow where real life....though not as you know it ....begins.

Aims for 2010 :

1. Update Blog atleast every two days
2. Learn the art of Contemporary Dance
3. Remember to wear Sunglasses when it is sunny
4. Finally get down to 10.5 stone....... atleast
5. See the Nutcracker
6. Always look fabulous !!!!!!!
7. Get a new something lovely from my wishlist
8. Stop obsessing over what is being typed on instant messaging at 1am

There now how hard can it be...now I'm off to see http://www.whatkatiewore.com/ for the last time.....I feel better already xxx