Resolution.

Not that kind of resolution. I know it's New Year's but I have neither the will power, nor the patience to actually make and keep any of that kind of resolution.

The resolution I am talking about is that of the yearbook. I came home from my trip to find a letter from an old friend of mine from Williams. Our friendship is one in which we did not see each other all that much, but those times that we did manage to sit down and talk we had really sincere and honest conversations. Anyway, to the unfamiliar eye he is a big, huggable bear. Actually, he is a big, huggable bear. But, he always manages to surprise me with the genuinely nice things he does.

So I got this letter from him saying that he had gotten the yearbook and that he loved it. Seriously, I almost cried. I had no idea that the yearbook was even out there. Through some weird glitch (of the computer? of the procrastination? who knows?) I was never put down for my own copy. Every last copy of the yearbook was sold, so there aren't any extras left for me. Cruel world.

But, I'm confident that I will somehow get my paws on one. Even if I have to break down the door at Jostens I will at least get to see a copy.

I hope.

Now I have to deal with the angry people who are unhappy with their ads. But so far the emails and letters warm the heart...making the yearbook (gasp!) worth it.

Hooray for closure and resolution.