Still trying to get rid of the lurgy, I decided “bugger it” and went out for my first run of 2007. Bloody glad I did because I feel GREAT now! Gotta love those endorphins! It was a busier than usual session, a LOT of new people.. can anyone say New Year Resolution?
Tag: <span>New Year</span>
Apparently decorations are supposed to stay up until 12 days after Christmas. Balls to that, this site will revert to a more subdued hue tomorrow. Similarly we’ve taken down our decorations. Back to the grind it seems.
But not before repairing the broken garden fence which we received as a new year present (at about 7.30pm on Hogmanay). Yes, that’s right, the concrete post snapped. Admittedly it was old and crumbling, and we do live at the top of a hill so it can be pretty exposed… but still, it was pretty bloody windy!
We ignored it though, and headed down to our friends house, returning home at 4.30am, lightly sozzled and ready for the New Year. Well, ready for bed at least…
The next few days will be busy for me, a few things to complete before I start my new job, and hopefully I’ll finally manage to shake off this bloody cold that has plagued me since Christmas Eve.
Anyway, it’s now 2007, time to look forward, and whilst we don’t make resolutions, we are both determined to continue with our ‘get healthy’ plans that we started in the summer. Needless to say we’ve regressed slightly… ohh ok, a LOT over the past few weeks, but I’m positively itching to go out for a run, hopefully at the weekend.
After that, who knows?
Here’s hoping 2007 brings people everything they desire and deserve.
Right, give it back. Come on, it’s not fair and it’s not right. It’s bad enough that I regularly lose little bits of it without you whipping all of it out from right under my nose.
I mean, seriously, who the hell stole the past six months? One minute it’s January and the next… WHAM. It’s August. How the hell did that happen?
I distinctly remember thinking, in a warm sunny evening in January, that I should set some goals and see how I’m getting on with them in six months time. Only problem with that is that I’m not a great believer in the whole “New Year Resolutions” thing preferring to take a more realistic approach. If I’m not in the mood to do something, I won’t. Plain and simple. So, instead I came up with this:
I’m determined that 2006 will be the year of proper personal priorities and other potentially possible pastimes. It may also be the year of the alliteration but I’ve not really decided on that yet.
Personal Priority Ponderings
So, taking that as a starting point, how as the first half and a bit of 2006 been? Well it’s been kinda hit and miss. I’ve turned on my Yamaha keyboard a grand total of 7 times (7 more than the year before mind you), on average I’ve read about a book every fortnight, and, as I’ve mentioned, the garden is coming along nicely. Add in my recent ‘get fit’ efforts and you could say that 2006 has been pretty good so far.
Trouble is it doesn’t feel that way. Events of the past 12 months —including some things I haven’t mentioned here— have left Louise and I drained and jaded.
So, as we are celebrating our 10 year wedding anniversary at the end of the month, we’ve taken some time off work and are heading off somewhere to relax and recuperate. We can’t wait.
As the light slowly creeps across the buildings I find myself sitting at my desk, somewhat dazed and bemused. Surely it can’t be time to go back to work already, time to haul my body out of bed whilst it’s still dark, time to force cheap instant coffee down my throat in a valiant (if doomed) attempt to waken myself, just in time to go home.
Yet I sit here, looking at my calendar and my task list, pondering where to start, how to start. I’m sure I used to be able to do this, in a time long forgotten before the days of eating, drinking and sleeping (rinse, repeat). I used to be productive, I used to be busy!
You’ve got to be busy of course, you can’t be anything but these days. If you’re not busy you are as good as dead, forgotten, left behind. Gordon McLean? Ohhh I heard he wasn’t busy these days… Yes I know, awful isn’t it…
So much to do, so little inclination to start it, instead I find myself hoping to hold onto these last few moments of normality. The last remnants of a time just passed. Maybe it’s fear of the future, that gaping chronological chasm waiting to be bridged, that keeps me looking back, holding on to the quiet days. Maybe it’s my inherent laziness, my desire to spend my days doing nothing but follow my whim, or maybe it’s fear of being found wanting, not able, a failure.
New Year is supposed to be a time of hope, of resolve, of promises and excitement. Yet I find myself hoping for easier things, resolving less, promising nothing and praying for a quiet life.
Of course life will deal me the hand it decides and nothing I do will influence that, so I’ll mind myself, take care of those that I care for, and keep myself busy. You’ve got to be busy, if you’re not you can pause to look ahead and you’re never really sure what it is you are seeing in the distance. Must keep busy.
Gosh, that’s all a bit melodramatic and melancholy, isn’t it? Yet it just came tumbling out like that. Most odd. Maybe it’s just lack of sleep or the shock at being up this early. Not sure. Maybe I’d better make a start on this coffee.
Two and a half months in, are YOU sticking to your New Year resolutions?
I didn’t make any but I’m beginning to think I should have. Maybe it’s a reaction to my current workload, but I sometimes think I’d be better served if I had something to focus on, a hobby other than this one. Admittedly I am trying to be more organised, I’m pausing more often to consider whether what I am currently doing is what I SHOULD be doing, and I’m trying not to over commit on any side projects to ensure I have sometime left for me.
At least that’s what I hoped I was doing but my problem is when I DO have some free time as I usually spend it doing something unconstructive and pointless (usually Pro Evolution Soccer on the PlayStation if you must know). The camera lies untouched, the sheet music perched on the keyboard remains unturned, the book stack grows higher (although that’s primarily due to the amount of dust gathering atop the pile).
Trouble is I quite enjoy doing nothing. I quite enjoy switching off but only if I can remain occupied. Boredom is my greatest fear and it assaults me constantly, whether it’s being broadcast on TV (not so much of a problem these days), or manifesting itself in yet another boring rant or moan assaulting my ears and eyes it is ever present.
So I’m resolving to keep busy. Not overly busy, and not in any selfish way but busy as in focussed. The next question is – what should I focus on?
P.S. Drafted this last night. No inspiration to write anything else.
This has been languishing in draft status for a while – given Jason Kottke’s recent news (see next post) I thought now was as good a time to post it as any.
I’ve been pondering, amongst other things, the recent Bloggies, and the whole “A list” bloggers thing.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ll never join the upper echelons of the blogeratti, nor will I receive a Bloggies nomination because I’m not focussed. I waffle about too many things in too disjointed a fashion. Lack of consistency possibly (but you could never fault me for lack of content).
WHY am I pondering this?
Well, at this very point in time I have three rather lengthy posts in draft state. Two are centred round Information Design and the Web, and one is titled “Why we write”. I’ve been adding to and tweaking them for the past two weeks and they are getting to the stage where they could be published. But what then? Do I revert back to the usual miscellany or do I push on for greatness, honing my writing further, creating a unique(r) voice and becoming the site for.. er… ah problem.
What IS the focus of this site? Well obviously it’s me, but then again it ISN’T me as I don’t really talk about myself in that much detail, and I’m painfully aware that my life just isn’t that exciting, certainly not enough to warrant an entire website. I’m not the funniest writer, nor am I particularly insightful, so I’m left with a myriad of topics to deal with, and that’s not to mention the many grammar and typing errors which I’m prone to.
That’s not to say that I don’t enjoy posting this nonsense but I’m naturally competitive, and have a constant need for adoration (and money) so it piques me a little that I’m not “up there”.
I want fame and glamour, dammit. Who do I have to sleep with to get it!
But, as with most things in this life, I’m getting out what I put in. I’ve made some ‘friends’, met some people, and had the chance to help some others on the way. I’m slowly getting more involved in projects I enjoy and having spent a few days trawling my own archives it’s fairly obvious that the content here is both more frequent but (usually) better considered.
Recently I feel like I’ve been starting over, like the New Year is still influencing my thinking. It’s prompted a few changes, both in my approach to this site and my approach to others, and I think it will continue to do so. It’s a cyclic thing with me, and something I’ve mentioned before. Change and chaos seem to both excite me, forcing me to consider new options, new directions, and depress me, the fog descends again (don’t worry I’ve got a big shiny fan to blow it away with).
Either way, the funk seems to ebb and flow, but it’s providing great moments of lucidity at times, and at least these days I’ve learnt how to see through the fog.
So you A-listers, keep on doing what you are doing, and just remember one thing. WHY you are doing it.
Farewell 2004, you’ve been great but your time has passed.
I hope the coming year is a good one for you all, in whatever way you want to measure it.
Now, where did I put my drink?
Eek. Haven’t done this. Or that. Said I do that but didn’t. Want to do that but haven’t.
I’m blaming the weather. No! The changing of the clocks. I’ll blame that. Things just haven’t been the same since I switched my bedside alarm clock for that damn cuckoo clock…
I’m struggling here, can’t you tell? Let me think… real life. What’s been happening? Well I’ve narrowed down the contenders for my skin rash to two options. One – Sanex bubble bath. Two – bleach. Louise mentioned that she’d cleaned the bath the day before I had a long soak, and as the skin is now peeling…
Ohhh and my tingly toe is back, and I’m now convinced it’s toenail related. It eases if I pull the toenail up and away from the side that is tingling. Doctor’s appointment made though, just in case, but it’s not for another week so I’ll have to time to try some home remedies. Namely soaking the toenail and easing it up and away from the nerve it’s currently scissoring towards.
Hmmm what else?
Is it bad to have a bottle of Southern Comfort on your desk? I was, very generously, given it as thanks for proof-reading a friends dissertation. I have two bottles of it at home as well. I think my New Year resolution will be to find another tipple.
Is it bad to have a bottle of Southern Comfort on your desk and be toying with having a sly drink during the day?