1. My grandma died. I adored her. (Later went to Scotland and scattered her ashes at Loch Lomond.)
  2. Herniated a disk in my lower back.
  3. Attended the breathtaking wedding of a friend whom I love and admire very much.
  4. Went to Paris for the first time in 25 years. TWICE.
  5. Finished a certificate in creative writing pedagogy - whatever the hell that is.
  6. Took my awesome niece to California and watched her fall in love with it the way I did.
  7. My cat died.
  8. Made absolutely no progress on my novel.
  9. Became a great aunt.
  10. Became a godmother.
  11. Read 41 books.
  12. Discovered the slow but inarguably effective healing powers of Pilates.