2012 has been an interesting year.
In a blog post on 31st December 2011, I summed 2011 up as ‘a bit shit’.
My aspiration for 2012, at that time, was for it to be ‘hopefully less shit’.
And it has been. Less shit. But, considering what happened in 2011, well, you know.
So while some people are rolling up the carpet on 2012, I’ve been starfished on my couch thinking about just some of the things that happened.
Sparing details and names, here’s just a few of them, in no particular order; in 2012 I…
- was finally able to bring Vin back in to work after his two-year back injury-related layoff. The little ginger boy seems to be enjoying the gentle exercise plan that he’s working to
- found a young girl to help keep him ticking over
- developed a taste for Prosecco
- sold my horsebox
- had an odd virtual relationship
- went to the stunningly organised Event Riders Association Ball (had a ball)
- rebuilt the studio, changed the layout, recabled and upgraded the acoustics
- went to Austin, Tx, to the South by South West music festival
- went to Rome a couple of times
- went to Paris a couple of times
- bought the Bandit and reaquainted myself with motorcycling in a big way
- passed my motorcycle racing certificate
- hooked up with the Oxford Motorbike Group
- met some good muso people and came to call them friends
- met some good non-muso people and came to call them friends too
- went to gigs and music festivals in the UK and overseas
- had many social events with friends
- had two car crashes (got hit by an uninsured driver and then there was the brick incident)
But apart from these things (and apart from the many other things that happened in 2012 that didn’t make it on to this list, for various reasons!), I also spent part of 2012 dealing with the fall-out from my marriage.
The court has been terrible to deal with, but the end is finally in sight. How ironic that it is the court that has been so difficult to deal with, and not my soon-to-be-ex-wife (who I get on well with). The entire court service needs to be revamped. It is a gleaming beacon of total failure.
However that’s 2012; generally speaking it was less shit than the previous year.
But, I need to say, it has been less shit through the company and support of friends – too many friends to mention – who have been aces.
I’m now looking forward to 2013, and what it could bring.
I am convinced that 2013 will be a stunning year.
I have such hopes – and such plans – for 2013. Plans which, a year ago, would have been impossible to believe.
A move of house is inevitable.
A move to a different part of the country is equally so.
And these will mean a new home for Vin. And a new job in a new part of the country, for me.
A year of change, for me, 2013.
What about you? Have any plans? Any goals for the new year?
Whatever it brings for you, whoever and wherever you are, I hope that 2013 is a positive year.
I hope you get many of your ‘to do’ items done.
I hope you have an excellent time.
My goal for next year is to tidy the garage. Yes, there are many, many more things that need doing, but I don’t want to set myself goals that I can’t achieve.
Easily.
But I like the positive outlook that you now have. Fingers crossed that everything works out for you.
Whoa, dude….! Tidy the garage? Couldn’t you scale your aspirations back a little? I mean, that’s a really big ask.
Uncross the fingers. You’ll never achieve the garage-tidying like that. Seriously.
Congrats on achieving “less shit”. 2013 sounds like something you can get your teeth into.
My own plans are:
1. Continue what I started in 2012 – 7kg down, some more to go.
2. Try to do what I do better.
3. Generally get less caught up in people being idiots.
Yeah, that last one’s the challenge.
For me to achieve that last one of yours I thin I’d have to move to the moon. Or an uninhabited island somewhere. But good luck with your goals, Allister, hope they all happen for you.