Happy New Year

I would provide a Christmas update, but since I’m pretty sure nine tenths (as if I have ten) of my readers were there, I will just provide a brief summary.

It was just what I thought and hoped it would be. Early mornings, late nights, endless eating followed by comfy pants and self-loathing, and lots and lots and lots of time with the wee ones. And by some miracle, I managed to completely avoid all diaper explosions, of which there were a few so I’m told. I feel I have solidified myself as the silly aunt, and my brother is the silly uncle. And there is nothing cuter than lisps, kids who suddenly forget contractions (“I do not even know”), and upside down giggles.

I thought instead I would dedicate this post to my continued desperate grasp at positivity by highlighting a few things I am looking forward to for 2015.

  • I am hopeful that we will see more snow. I like the snow. I am not particularly fond of the cold (though it is a nice excuse for oversized clothes and lots of snuggling), but cold with a purpose I enjoy. I like how pristine fresh fallen snow makes everything look. I like how it very rarely sticks around for long in North Cakalacky. And, quite frankly, I’d like a legitimate excuse to phone it in to work a time or two this season.
  • On the flip side of that – the beach. I went one time in 2014 (and flew all the way to Bama to do it) and I hereby declare that my lack of sand and sun exposure is absolutely the reason I have been in a funk for most of 2014. I will drive that stupid 3 hours. I will sit in the sand. And I will probably drive that stupid three hours the whole way back in the same day. But by hook or by crook, I am going as many times this summer as I darn well feel like it.
  • Time with family. So far, I have plans to visit a sister in Ohio for a very important graduation, and a family reunion (of sorts) on both sides scheduled for this summer. These trips are always just what the doctor ordered. Dips in the lake. Fishing trips. Board games. Outdoor games. Food fresh from the garden. Fires. And lots and lots and lots of porch sitting. Maybe I’ll try catching up with others in their homesteads this year as well.
  • I am expanding my theatre reach. The huz is expanding his as well. We have been fostering professional relationships (with professionals) that are opening new doors and lining pockets well. There may even be potential for him to travel to NY, PA, Canada, or Mexico this year! My “directorial debut” scored a 4 star review (despite only having 1 weekend run) and was listed in the best of triangle theatre this year! 2015 will be different. It will be new. And I am looking forward to the change.
  • A new job. It is my primary goal to find a new job and I am confident that 2015 is the year it will happen. I received a couple of rejections at the start of the year. I had assumed activity would pick up after the holidays, I had just hoped I wouldn’t be left behind. Despite being blanketly declined, I remain enthusiastic. I saw some additional positions go up so I applied. And without provocation, I was stopped in the hall this morning (by that friend that is pretty high in the Clinical Trials division who took me to lunch that one day and gave me hope) wanting to know if I had heard any news. She indicated that she is meeting with the SVP tomorrow and would remind him of my continued interest and would forward the recent job numbers to which I applied to the Supervisor of the positions. Maybe a nice birthday present this year?
  • Taking back my house! I know this may sound super corny New Year’s Resolution-ish, but I really feel like things have gotten a bit out of control. Out of my control rather. I don’t know what the soap situation is, where the laundry is being put or when we are running low on detergent. I don’t have a leash on the closets, and the plant to furniture ratio is just absurd. We tried to separate my work from housework. But the thing is, the Huz got so busy with theatre that the “house husband” tasks were falling behind. He didn’t want to relent because no one sees theatre as a real or full time job and he should be able to keep up with the laundry and design sound and send out rehearsal reports and and and. But the truth of it is – he is working more hours than I am. So when he was at tech rehearsal (for 23 hours in 2 days) and I took over the laundry after our vacation, he pouted a little and felt disappointed but realized how much happier we both were that is was done. And we were unpacked. And the dishes were done. And I didn’t have to sit in a dirty house so as not to hurt his feelings. And I know where his belt is when he can’t find it. And I know what is washed and where it’s hanging. I am looking forward to more days where we find ways to respectfully help each other with household chores.
  • The unknown. I am in a rut because I expect a rut. But what happens if I expect that anything can happen? Would anyone die if I injected some of my silly (so loved by my nephews) into my everyday life and just did things that were fun? Be spontaneous! Be decisive! Take charge of time instead of wasting it on the iPad! Go outside! Drive to Memphis!

So anyway, I guess that’s about it for one day. I am resolved to embrace what I have, aspire to something greater but not so much that I am miserable today.

Best of luck in 2015. I hope it is no worse for you than your 2014 but of course wish you better results for this year.

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