If you don't know where to start to make the next year better, I have one piece of advice. Get a cat.
I kind of buy the idea that the outer conditions of our lives reflect the inner ones. But if that's true, given the state of my Gmail inbox, my inner conditions are ... yikes.
Since getting a divorced, I've been fearing this moment. The moment when I am sick or hurt and helpless without a significant other to care for me.