I’m back, after a trip home to see my gorgeous six-month old niece in Atlanta (oh yeah, and the rest of the family), followed by a quiet New Year’s Eve, a New Year’s day hangover party at my house with four crockpots loaded with lucky food and my tiny house spilling over with people, many of whom I didn’t even know this time last year. As I settle in and unpack my luggage, a wrap-up of the year that was 2010.
January: I made some resolutions. As usual, some were winners and some are going back on the list to try again this year. Wins: introducing BC to my family, taking a vacation with BC (to the Jersey shore), buying ornaments instead of knick-knacks when I travel, setting up a desk, reflecting on my values and goals. Not so win, but still in my thoughts: working on my credit, saving for a down payment, buying more shelves and dressers, writing my book proposal, doing the laundry every week, general health/ exercise stuff.
February: I hit a weird patch of insomnia. Oh, and I gave you a list of all the craziness that can be found in my giant purse at any one time. Kind of a slow month. I blame the insomnia. And that blizzard.
March: In March, I wrote one post. One post?!?!? Dear me.
April: I talked about calling myself a writer. I had my wisdom teeth out, and ran into my ex while I was out with my giant chipmunk cheeks. I confessed that I do not have a green thumb. I threw myself a pity party. I decided I needed some style inspiration.
May: I became briefly addicted to Polyvore.
June: I realized I had been single and chaste for a long time. I contemplated being a single mother and the challenges that might come up. I admitted that I am no June Cleaver.
July: My ex and a big, bad spider drop in on me. On the same night. I got rid of my television (after it died).
August: I realized that living alone was making me a little crazy and confessed I was lonely. I made some crafty stuff for my house. I developed a do-it-yourself therapy kit. We talked superstitions. I worked on not trying so hard to be “normal,” whatever that is. I made a list of things I wanted and my life weirdly started coming together.
September: I went to the doctor a jillion times and learned that becoming a single mother was going to take more time than I had planned. I quit smoking. I went to PodCamp and met 80% of the people who I hang out with now on regular basis. I dyed my hair purple by accident. I learned my lesson about listening to gossip. I got a little bit hysterical.
October: By October, I had started the 30 Days of Truth meme and had to write some hard posts. I admitted a cruel thing I did as a child. I forgave some people who I needed to and wrote about one of the worst times in my life. We talked about bad credit and predatory lending. I exorcised my ex mother-in-law-to-be.
November: I wrote about how impossible I find it to ask for help. I admitted that I don’t know a thing about music. I told the history of my friendship with BC, and the time we don’t talk about. I re-quit smoking (which is still, I confess, a work in progress). I planned a solo Thanksgiving. And then it ended up being a not-so-solo Thanksgiving.
December: I hated on snow (and dating), but decided maybe it was time to take a chance, even if I fell. I worried that every decision I had ever made in my life was a mistake. You all made my life infinitely better. And I had a birthday.
So, that’s been my last year. What was your biggest moment in 2010? What’s your big plan for 2011?