Can I confess to you how excited I am that it’s nearly December? I cannot wait to put this year to bed. It has been up and down (mostly up if we’re talking creativity, mostly down if we’re just talking financials) and über challenging on the emotional front. I am truly looking forward to excising 2011’s cover and starting with a fresh, clean page.

The emotional stuff is the most wearying since my normal M.O. is to avoid anything having to do with that worst F-word of all -- Feelings -- and hope they go away. Of course, they never go away; banishing them makes everything worse, not better. It is the rare occasion when ignoring something actually makes it disappear. In general, not dealing with something gives it the energy it needs to balloon and fester like a giant boil.

And in the end, after weeks and months of hoping the boil will recede into the past, the only way to deflate it is to lance it. And lancing is messy, chaotic business, therefore not my favorite kind.

All this to say that I need to write an icky email dealing with Feelings, and I am clearly putting it off. Ugh.