I am starting to get royally fedup with this perpetual monotone. I get it, it’s winter. Can we move on now?
Along with the cold and ice and snow, the rapid filling of my calendar is a sure sign it’s the festive season. Communal gatherings of friends and family, and the usual desire to “finish this by the end of the year” has my calendar swarming with outings, tasks and reminders.
And then, on top of all that, my best mate goes and breaks his arm so I need to go and help him wrap some presents. Numpty that he is.
However, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
For all those reasons and more, the year is ending on a high and, whilst there will be melancholy tones here and there (it’ll be the first Christmas morning I’ve spent alone, ever), I’m looking forward to it all.
After that, thoughts turn to 2011, of plans and hopes, attending Glastonbury, taking a photography course, and more travel as I’m determined to stop relying on the festive period as the catalyst to seeing my far flung friends.
There will be ups and downs, as always, but so much of this year has been about change, about looking back and realising what it will take to make the future more of what I want.
2011 will be a good year. Oh yes. Mark my words.