I've hit all my goals for 2024. And with a week to go, too.
But the true reason for my jubilation is that this is the first time I've hit all my goals, ever. So yay, me.
I've got four more books on the go and I'd love to finish them all and start the new year fresh; I've got a decent shot at it. At least two are certainties. But this is a trifle, not meaning to distract from the main thing.
2025 is going to be tough. But I can bask for a week before it becomes pressing.