Tonight the Christmas tree was finally put back in the shed. While the wife and I were shifting the dining room table back into place, I muttered, “Another Christmas come and gone.” Quite a cheesy, cliche line if I do say so myself. Obviously I am becoming an old fart.
It suddenly occurred to me that 2010 had flown past. I know I was getting all pensive about this earlier, but the other day I was looking over this blog and I noticed that I made ONE WHOLE POST in the entire year of 2010. That one whole post was in June, where I ran across this website (like it was some foreign thing) and noticed that I really should post more often. The problem is that I remember writing that post and I SWEAR TO @DEITY there is NO WAY IN HELL that I wrote that post in June. I wrote it in November or December. There’s no way I wrote that in June.
But… nope. I wrote that in June.
What in the hell happened to 2010? Everyone I know was sick as a dog. My family was sick on a regular basis. We were sick so often I started thinking that we needed to call some investigative reporter to have them run checks on our house for xenon or cosmic rays and shit like that. I just knew we were going to end up on 20/20 as the newest victim of some greedy corporate assmunch who built out house back in the 60’s on top of a Cherokee burial ground next to a pet cemetery. But I never did any of that. I guess it was just my kids being little disease vectors. This theme hooked up to produce one of those New Year’s Resolutions where I vowed to take better care of myself. Yeah well, I’m doing generally okay, but I really need to lay off the sweets.
Anyway, I digress. Time flew. 2010 is over and I can hardly believe it came and went. Like I said earlier, it was a time of massive transition for me. The news we got at the last week of 2010 was nothing more than the icing on the cake. Yes, Mr. Man, that really has been a transition going on and it took a year to fully blossom. How ironic that on the last week of the year the decisions were done and announcements were made. The transition was really happening.
So now 2011 is about another transition, but that’s more for the place that I work. My own personal transition is nearly complete. That’s a good thing, I do believe. Those New Year’s Resolutions should help with completing those transitions but we’ll see. I’m usually pretty good about committing to something, but I have to believe that it’s worth the commitment. (Those of you who are personal friends, kindly resist the urge to message me now with, “Your kids are worth it!” bullshit remarks because that just doesn’t work on me for some reason).
Here I am with new goals and new ambitions. I need to figure out where my wandering mind needs to go. There are so many things I enjoy doing and so many things I could make into a career… but as these things go, it’s all about experimentation and finding how you love to spend your time.
I’ve gone through stages in my life. My early child/teenager/20’s were spent being quite left-brained. Somewhere around the early to mid-20’s I made the transition to a very right-brained method of living and working. I still enjoy that, but oh how I miss the left-brained stuff.
I really need to line up some models and start photography again. I also need to get some of these scripts and stories (re)written and work them. I miss it terribly.
Frankly, the right-brained shit gets old. I’m not good in that part of the rat race. I need the creativity. If I can mix the technology and the creativity that is likely a sweet spot.
Wish me luck.