Happy 2016, my minions. (Well, only some of you are minions, I try and keep my Evil Overlord army small, it lessens the chance of traitors. I just thought if I called you all minions you'd take more kindly to the term. It was that or servants. Which is one up from slaves, so you know, take what you can get.)
I've started this new year off correctly, by somehow losing my writing brace and bruising, cracking, or breaking a rib. I don't know which, because I've not gone to a doctor yet to find out which it is. It seems to be leaning more toward a crack than a bruise at this moment, and maybe a break since there's a lump and not a caved in....rib. Why do I do things like this to myself, you ask. That's a good question. An even better one is how. When you find out how let me know because I'm still trying to figure that one out.
That said, I might have spent the first few days of my new year watching Psych. And by that I might have ended the last week of my old year watching Psych. (I might have watched a season a day for the past week. I might also only have season 8 left, which I've been ordered to wait on and watch with my best friend. Be impressed. Also be impressed that I tried to take it easy with the whole cracked rib thing and didn't do anything overly stupid like going sledding, which I would have done if I had had a sled.)
I thought I'd do an end of the year post, also a beginning of the year one. An over view of last year. I don't typically do them, mostly because I'm too chicken to review my year. But this year had a lot that happened in it, so I guess an over view is in order.
I had a lot planned for this year, none of which happened. 2014 ended rather nicely. I had a nice Christmas and New Years holiday, which involved more working than I would have cared for, time with my family, and a bet with Phil - my other best friend - which turned into littler bets throughout the year. I thought it was a nice start to a new year, but 2015 is probably the worst year I've ever lived through - not that it was all horrible though.
I made a list of things I planned to accomplish in 2015. A lot of it had to do with writing and reading. I was going to read something like a 100 books and write a lot of the uncompleted series I have started. It would have been about 12 books or more all together. Last year was the first year in a long time I made myself goals. I don't tend to do them anymore, mostly because - let's face it - no one keeps them. (Like in that Phineas and Ferb episode. I would have done a moving picture thingy like my friends, but I lack that skill...so just take my word for it.)
I made it until June completing all my goals, and then that failed. I still read a lot, but it was just to help me deal with grief. For some reason I found it the best way for me, if I had to concentrate on words I couldn't cry as often. But I didn't make it nearly as far with my writing.
Instead of accomplishing everything I wrote down in my notebook I ended up doing a lot of things I never had planned.
I moved out on my own for the first time - all the way in my own. Without roommates, which is kinda still weird though I've been getting used to it. I also moved to the last state in the US I thought I'd end up.
I got a publisher this year, for the last book I have that I would actually want a publisher for. (Not that I hate Brothers-in-Arms, but of all the books I've written that one is by far the saddest and now I have to spend a lot of time on it. That said, I'm still thrilled about the publisher.)
I made new friends, at work of all places. I'm still not the most social person in the world, but I've been trying hard to be more friendly to people I meet - starting with those I work with nearly all day. (I also became buddies with all the little kids, but that was really easy and doesn't really count as a new change.)
Of course, the thing which made this year so hard was the death of my friend. I still have really hard days, this last week was one of them. Hence watching Psych non stop. Most of the time I still can't believe she is really gone. I am convinced, I think, that when I go back home for a visit she will be there to greet me. I still have a long ways to go, I think, but sometimes the best I can do is go from day to day. Go to work, come home, take Dog for a walk, make tea, and read - and continue to trust God in all things.
Even though this last year was hard, and I wouldn't want to relive it, I learned a lot from it. Things I wish I hadn't had to learn the hard way. I learned that while goals can be a good thing they shouldn't get in the way of the people around me. I want to always make time for my family and friends now, even if it means skipping a day writing.
I learned that being an adult is not something I enjoy but I can get by. (How's that for a not serious discovery right after a serious one?) I think the thing I learned with this though is how to be myself. I can pay my bills and work my job, and I can also get into snowball fights and roll around on the floor in wrestling matches with two-year-olds.
I know it can sound a little weird to say things like I've learned more about myself, but I think there might be a lot of truth in it, weirdness aside. I'm not as quiet as I used to be. I'm not outgoing by any means, but I don't think I'll ever be. Just not my personality. I don't keep to myself as much though.
I have a lot to learn still, a long big struggle and things to work through. This next year won't be easy, but I can only hope it won't be as hard as last year.
And this is my second year after a long time that I have made myself a list of goals, But they are considerably different than last year's. I don't plan to share them all, because a lot are for me, to help me through some things. I will share some though, just for the fun of it I guess.
I plan to not spend so much time reading, but instead do things I've always wanted to. New things I never thought I'd be able to accomplish. Like learn the bagpipes, fencing, and maybe attempt drawing again. I want to go on more adventures, fly my kite on the beach, run around barefoot and try not to get stung by those little sea creatures with spikes.
I really want to try and be a better friend this year and to be less scared of doing new things.
I hope all of you had a nice New Years Eve and day. And I'll let you guess my quote.