becoming a happy adult in a sunny sustainable world.
Well, hello 2012! Two weeks in, already?
Actually, time is not flying…in fact, on Saturday night when I skyped with my parents and I realized that it was only two weeks into the year,I started crying. I really did…actually started crying. This may be a sign of me being emotionally unhinged. Or it may be a sign of how bad the year has been so far…and what it looks like ahead (oh, did I tell you I have specially set murder trials for the next three months?).
When I made the move here and upended my life in 2009, I had literally never been happier. Over the last year that’s shifted some (a lot). It started shifting with my health problems and declining athletic performance in the end of 2010, and rapidly plummeted with increased job stress (see e.g. and e.g.). And I’m realizing that I need to figure out a way to get out out of this burned out funk.
It is pretty clear that I’m not happy with my life right now; but what is unfortunately not clear, is how to make myself happy.
So, I have some simple goals for the year ahead:
Ok, they are super lofty goals. And really amorphous. And, really go against all the goal setting rules. But, I need a change. But, I’m not sure what the change needs to be yet–just that a change is needed. So, I guess this year is about figuring me and my life out.
A public defender super heroine by day, I am a cupcake baker extraordinaire by night. And come weekend, I am an IronPerson. I deal with an NPR addiction daily and I dream of one day having Carl Kasell on my answering machine. I strive to be the best fur-mommy I can be, and when I have time, I'm learning to be a grownup.