Curvy Jones on: Auld Lang Syne
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There’s something about the image of a champagne bottle popping that makes me….nevermind.
So, it’s that time, again. December 31st. End of the year. That time when I look up at at the calendar and go ‘whaaaa? December 31st! Yesterday it was spring!? I’m not ready!’ But time goes on anyway, and I’ll wake up tomorrow and it’ll be a new day of a new month of the first year of a new decade.
Blogs galore are galavanting through the last decade, remembering and celebrating and commisterating, noting how much different they were back then, or maybe how much they’re exactly the same, whether that’s good or bad. I’ve done my fair share of that in my head, and in conversation, but I haven’t felt led to do much of it here on the blog.
I don’t really have a list of Top Ten moments, or biggest achievements or things I’ll never forget about 2000-2009. It wasn’t a bad decade, at all, though. When it began, I had a great job and now I have a better one. I was healthy and, despite being overweight, still am. Smart, intelligent, witty, sarcastic– still all integral parts of my personality, and all still in good form, sharpened and well honed by 10 years of being around like minded people. I made big changes in the last decade, moving away from a place I always thought would be home to a place I can’t imagine leaving soon, if at all. Vacating a ‘smallish’ town for the big city, being really, truly on my own, and making it.
It wasn’t all grins and giggles. 2004, especially was a really difficult year. It took a lot of self pep talks to make it. Four years later, we lost my baby brother. 2008, and, honestly, most of 2009 was lived through kind of a fog. I lost a job…. thankfully gained one. Gained a lot of weight. Didn’t take any of it off. But I did enjoy the good food that caused it, so… It’s all good!
People seem really irritated about the tradition of setting Resolutions for the New Year. All they are, are goals. So you’re really insisting I shouldn’t set goals because I’ll never achieve them? Don’t even bother? Asshole.
Anyway. I haven’t set a lot of goals because like everything in 2009, I haven’t done well with keeping up challenges for myself. I do better when I don’t talk about the goals I set… I just set them and get to work, and report on them when I finish. I wish I was the type of person to define a project for myself and then blog the progress as I go. I get to a certain point and I lose interest and then drop it. The idea that a lot of people might ask me about it is not embarassing nor is it a deterrent. I feel no shame in saying ‘I didn’t follow through with that.’. Shame and lack of followthrough are clearly not my currency. So for 2010, I have 4 simple goals that I think I will be able to achieve. They are broad and kind of encompassing but they make sense to me and hopefully I will have the tenacity to stick with them:
And that’s it. If I can’t accomplish that, I need to wonder what the heck I’m doing, day in and day out, from sun up to sundown, month after month, year after year.
By the way, the lyrics to Auld Lang Syne don’t make a lick of sense. In English OR Scottish.
Have a good one. Have a safe one. Until 2010,
CurvyJones
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