Happy New Year

I’m not making any new years resolutions for 2020 but looking at my draft posts list for this blog it seems “actually finish writing the blog entries I start” would be a good one. I didn’t realise quite how many unfinished drafts I had.

I do have lots of plans and ideas for the new year. But in terms of goals I’m working on a “40 Before 40” list. I need a couple more goals before it’s finished but I’ve already arranged a couple of things on the list and started one. I keep changing my mind about whether I will share the completed list here but suffice to say it’s quite aspirational, more than realistic and I’m going into this thinking I’m ok with maybe not managing all 40 (for one thing there is a lot of travel).

It’s traditional in these blogs to share some highlights of the year, favourite books read, things I’m proud of. I’m pretty tired and run down and not sure I have any enthusiasm for that.

But in the interests of tradition:

Highlights include Kinky Boots the musical with mum (and some other brilliant shows) and Les Miserables with Rach. I really enjoyed many trips out including to Wimbledon, the World ParaSwimming Championships and a day in Brussels on the Eurostar. Family highlights included my Mum’s 60th birthday, my Dad’s 70th and the birth of my new nephew.

I was a bit stuck for favourite books I’ve read this year so just looked at Goodreads. I read 88 books or 28,639 pages this year (or will have by midnight, I added my current book already for statistical purposes but haven’t quite finished it). I also started but didn’t finish a lot more books. Interestingly, I think most of my recent reading has been audiobooks.

Looking at Goodreads I think books of note were The Cows by Dawn O’Porter, The Temptation of Gracie by Santa Montefiore and The Truths and Triumphs of Grace Atherton by Anstey Harris. The book that’s stayed with me most would be Vox by Christina Dalcher.

Things I’m proud of? Everything I’ve achieved. Coping with some real crap that was thrown at me which proved difficult to sort and in some cases still isn’t resolved. And the fact that despite having a real “I can’t do this any more” wobble a week or so before Christmas I’m continuing to perserve with wearing compression and having carers (and seeing results for it).

It’s fair to say there’s been a lot of 2019 that’s been bad or a slog but there’s also been a fair amount of good. Overall it’s been an Ok year for me personally but I’d like better in 2020.

Happy New Year!