Counting down the last hours...
Thu, Dec. 30th, 2010 04:06 pmIt's one day but the last of 2010, and I find myself waiting for the year to be over. This last month has been lonely and uncomfortable, and I need to find a way to start over again. I keep waking up night after night around 3 AM, for no apparent reason, my head buzzing with nothing meaningful, or with everything that's embarrassing or regretful. Nothing will change that, of course, nothing artificial like a new year's celebration, except for finding ways to forgive myself and love myself and rely on the love of friends. But the turn of the year is a good demarcation point for change and movement.
I've started filling out my annual year-end survey, the one I post here every December 31, and I've been changing some of the questions because for years I've answered them noncommittally or not at all. It's pointless to create content that is content-free (which doesn't stop 90% of the Internet, but why follow the crowd?).
Today has been a light work day. In between getting things done for the day job, I've been trying to declutter a bit (a never-ending battle here). I need to head out to pick up Spanky's medication refill at some point. Yesterday I picked up a piece of artwork that needed to have its frame and glass repaired, so I'd like to get it hung on the wall. Little projects make up a big life, I guess.
And I'd really like to find a number of things I seem to have misplaced:
--My Seattle Space Needle totebag with the Girl Genius trilobite attached to it
--My black, heeled boots
--The several pieces of artwork and vintage advertising I put away to keep safe (::sigh::)
--My dark blue, long-sleeved fleece
I've started filling out my annual year-end survey, the one I post here every December 31, and I've been changing some of the questions because for years I've answered them noncommittally or not at all. It's pointless to create content that is content-free (which doesn't stop 90% of the Internet, but why follow the crowd?).
Today has been a light work day. In between getting things done for the day job, I've been trying to declutter a bit (a never-ending battle here). I need to head out to pick up Spanky's medication refill at some point. Yesterday I picked up a piece of artwork that needed to have its frame and glass repaired, so I'd like to get it hung on the wall. Little projects make up a big life, I guess.
And I'd really like to find a number of things I seem to have misplaced:
--My Seattle Space Needle totebag with the Girl Genius trilobite attached to it
--My black, heeled boots
--The several pieces of artwork and vintage advertising I put away to keep safe (::sigh::)
--My dark blue, long-sleeved fleece