You know something? 2026 is going to be my year.

Okay, that might not be entirely true and you know something? That’s perfectly fine. As long as I am adequately happy and in decent health, I’d say that version of me is good.

The last few years have been pretty painful, mostly because I am starting to struggle a bit with some new neurological issues which I’ve been expecting. They’re getting worse and it’s starting to affect how I work and do my job. So, 2026? It’ll suck… some days. Other days, I’m sure it won’t suck as much.

What do I want to do in the new year? Well, I have put on about 7 kilograms (that’s about 15 pounds for you Americans). I probably should stop being so lazy and get some use out of my gym membership.

I refuse to cancel that gym membership! Don’t give me that look!

Well, new me or new you, we’re all along for the ride. I’m going to make it a point to be nicer to the person who puts up with my mood swings and one hundred sick days. I’m going to try to pay off debt then work less so that my stress levels decrease. Perhaps use that neglected gym membership. No more studying for a degree I don’t need. Eat less expensive, garbage food.

How’s that? Did I pass the obligatory new year post?