10 things from 2010
Placing my palms on the giant stones of the Great Pyramid at Giza, Egypt, New Year’s Day 2010
Are you busy? I’m busy. I’m starting to think this will be life-as-usual from now on, every day filled with moments encroaching, the past just a figment until it isn’t, and ever more waiting more or less impatiently just there.
This is how I feel tonight when I am not feeling frustrated at a few little failures that have already slipped themselves into my 2011.
But I don’t want to miss the opportunity to reflect, to process what has been and where things to come….are. So, without further ado, here are:
10 things worth noting from my 2010.
1. It started big - I saw the Giza Pyramids and the Sphinx on New Year’s Day. Then it got even better. I fell in love with Paris. I drank myself through Barcelona. I had a holiday fling that spanned Istanbul and London. I walked in the snow in Nice. Felt my jaw drop taking in art by Chagall, Picasso, Bruegel, Bosch, Matisse, too many to mention. And I came home.
2. I started freelancing in earnest, and loved the work, but loathed the lonesomeness.
3. I moved cities, from Sydney to Melbourne, and love my adopted home for all its ‘c’ qualities (coffee, cocktails, culture, cycling, community).
4. I found a role that stretched me professionally, and rewarded me with great friends personally with the Wilderness Society.
5. I made friends on twitter, and met them IRL. Important to say because cynicism is all too easy.
6. I moved in to a beautiful house with cupboards which my clothes sit in and sometimes Smacky the Cat joins me on the bed to marvel at the implications of liking a life with shelves.
7. I read constantly, consistently, relentlessly, packing in over fifty books in the year.
8. I keep blogging, and you keep reading (Thank you!)
9.I spent more time with my family than I have in years, even though I live in a different city to them (again).
10. I learned that “life is what happens when you are busy making other plans,” but if you don’t make any other plans, life is all you get. I wish my dear friend had not taught me that while I watched, and sometimes held her hand, through her heartache.
Next installment? My plans for 2011. Stay tuned.
