As seems to be the popular fashion today, everyone I know is writing their "goodbye" to 2010 and reflecting on the year they had.
Never one to buckle to peer pressure (haha) I am going to follow suit.
Only, though, because I want to.
Not because everyone else is.
I swear.
So, one of the Blogs I read belongs to B.A. and you can find it here
Today, she posted a great lil post about the year, broken down by month, and what happened in each month, complete with links and photos going back to her posts that she's done over the year.
I love this idea.
But, as I have not put nearly enough thought in to the year to break it down by months, I will merely attempt a chronological retelling of the year.
Without cool links to my previous posts.
So, to recap my year ...
Winter...the first half of the year started out a little rocky. I split with my longtime boyfriend whom I complained about quite a bit on this blog. He was messy, lazy and didn't work consistently.
Winter...the first half of the year started out a little rocky. I split with my longtime boyfriend whom I complained about quite a bit on this blog. He was messy, lazy and didn't work consistently.
We went through some pretty major financial ... shit. And it sucked. And at the time, I blamed him. A lot. For everything. Whether that was right or wrong, at the time that was how I felt.
Looking back on it, you know, it probably wasn't entirely his fault and I was a little hard on him. But at the time, that was how I felt and there was precious little he was doing to change that view of mine.
So, we made the decision to split up.
Actually, truth be told, I think I made the decision when I woke up on "Christmas" day to find that he had left in the middle of the night and wasn't returning my messages, answering my calls or emails. Oh, and did I mention he took my car, to boot?
Thus, the new year began with me at my folks place, and found me in the coming months looking for an apartment of my own.
Spring...And I found one.
Coincidentally enough, in a little building my father had lived in when he first moved out here. It was furnished and paid for by his company and served as "home" before he and my mother purchased their new house.
Funny how that works ... just about 4 years to the day, I moved in to a brand-spanking new apartment. And I live there still. Though I still haven't made it my own. Yet.
That was April.
May found me on a plane to visit a very dear friend that I hadn't seen in four plus years. The rest of the summer found me on that same air-route to the same destination to see that same friend ... and as it turns out, her fiance's best friend with whom I had developed somewhat of a romantic relationship.
Those first few months on my own were tough. Really tough.
So tough, in fact, that I spent the first night in my apartment not in my apartment at all.
I was lonely and scared and sad and just. couldn't. do it.
So I packed up and spent the next few nights at my mum and dad's.
When I finally thought I had the nerve to sleep in my own place, I realized I was wrong and begged my little sister to stay the night with me. It wasn't until night 5 that I slept there alone.
But I started a lot of searching for me and doing things for me and spending money on me and made those first few months about me. A lot about me. And it felt good.
I started walking to and from work and also going for walks on the weekends and in the evenings. Long walks. Like more than an hour long walks.
I felt great.
Summer...A really good friend of mine got married in July and I spent two weeks away from work, away from home, vacationing back east, capping my trip off with her wedding.
Her fabulous, beautiful wedding that I was so honored to be invited to.
Though it was only fitting, considering 5 years before I had introduced her to this man that she would eventually marry.
Matchmaking success!!
Fall... came, and with it some decisions about my life. I was given the opportunity to plan this fabulous event. Well, really, it was just an event until I took it over. (haha) then it became fabulous.
It gained me some international recognition within my company and put me in a position where I was offered a job in Houston. Sadly, once I had made the decision that I could uproot my life and start over and that it was a good time a great opportunity, etc etc, I was told that the company had decided to go in a different direction.
This got me started thinking about a new tattoo. (Odd? sure. Left field? Definitely. But I promise, in a year, when I finally decide whether or not it's something I actually want to do, it will ALL make sense.)
Winter...got me thinking about my worth within this company and what I wanted to be doing in the next five to ten years. So what do I want to do?
Well, the opportunity for me to take on a bit of a Human Resources Role was presented. After a chat with the president of our company (where he told me that he appreciates everything I do and that he sees a greater role for me in the coming years...!!!) I decided that I needed to head back to school to gain the knowledge to succeed in this potential new role.
And here we are, on the precipice of a new year which will bring with it some new opportunities, new friends, new experiences and new heartaches. I greet it with open arms having blown my kiss to 2010.
Your closing night has come, 2010. Take a bow.
It's time to strike the set and get ready for the next show.
Elsie P
PS - what did you learn in 2010?
Thus, the new year began with me at my folks place, and found me in the coming months looking for an apartment of my own.
Spring...And I found one.
Coincidentally enough, in a little building my father had lived in when he first moved out here. It was furnished and paid for by his company and served as "home" before he and my mother purchased their new house.
Funny how that works ... just about 4 years to the day, I moved in to a brand-spanking new apartment. And I live there still. Though I still haven't made it my own. Yet.
That was April.
May found me on a plane to visit a very dear friend that I hadn't seen in four plus years. The rest of the summer found me on that same air-route to the same destination to see that same friend ... and as it turns out, her fiance's best friend with whom I had developed somewhat of a romantic relationship.
Those first few months on my own were tough. Really tough.
So tough, in fact, that I spent the first night in my apartment not in my apartment at all.
I was lonely and scared and sad and just. couldn't. do it.
So I packed up and spent the next few nights at my mum and dad's.
When I finally thought I had the nerve to sleep in my own place, I realized I was wrong and begged my little sister to stay the night with me. It wasn't until night 5 that I slept there alone.
But I started a lot of searching for me and doing things for me and spending money on me and made those first few months about me. A lot about me. And it felt good.
I started walking to and from work and also going for walks on the weekends and in the evenings. Long walks. Like more than an hour long walks.
I felt great.
Summer...A really good friend of mine got married in July and I spent two weeks away from work, away from home, vacationing back east, capping my trip off with her wedding.
Her fabulous, beautiful wedding that I was so honored to be invited to.
Though it was only fitting, considering 5 years before I had introduced her to this man that she would eventually marry.
Matchmaking success!!
Fall... came, and with it some decisions about my life. I was given the opportunity to plan this fabulous event. Well, really, it was just an event until I took it over. (haha) then it became fabulous.
It gained me some international recognition within my company and put me in a position where I was offered a job in Houston. Sadly, once I had made the decision that I could uproot my life and start over and that it was a good time a great opportunity, etc etc, I was told that the company had decided to go in a different direction.
This got me started thinking about a new tattoo. (Odd? sure. Left field? Definitely. But I promise, in a year, when I finally decide whether or not it's something I actually want to do, it will ALL make sense.)
Winter...got me thinking about my worth within this company and what I wanted to be doing in the next five to ten years. So what do I want to do?
Well, the opportunity for me to take on a bit of a Human Resources Role was presented. After a chat with the president of our company (where he told me that he appreciates everything I do and that he sees a greater role for me in the coming years...!!!) I decided that I needed to head back to school to gain the knowledge to succeed in this potential new role.
And here we are, on the precipice of a new year which will bring with it some new opportunities, new friends, new experiences and new heartaches. I greet it with open arms having blown my kiss to 2010.
Your closing night has come, 2010. Take a bow.
It's time to strike the set and get ready for the next show.
Elsie P
PS - what did you learn in 2010?
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