To some degree, I was successful. I tried to be a good wife, worked hard on a book, ran every day for a month, went a month without Internet, tried eating a plant based diet, saw Coldplay, chopped off my hair, threw a costume party, and wrote a manifesto. It was fun.
At other times I was a major fail. I changed goals, skipped entire months (March and September), and accidentally ate chicken masala (June). I was human, I was lazy, I was myself.
It was a fun experiment. I pushed myself and tried to have a good time. Mostly I just wanted to cross a few things off a list. Done.
I am sad about December. I was scheduled to go to three separate NYC flash mobs and each one was interrupted by events beyond my control. This latest one was on Tuesday, but I’m filming a birth and this baby is 6 days late and counting and I didn’t want to be far away. If it sounds like I’m complaining, I’m not. Babies being born > flashmobs. No contest. But don’t be surprised if I create my own little flashmob in the middle of your living room before the new year. SURPRISE.
Full disclosure, all year I imagined getting to the end of December and writing an epic post about what an incredible journey it’s been. I pictured dramatic music and maybe a little slideshow. But really, there’s no need. You’ve been with me every step of the way, encouraging me to cut my hair and giving me running tips. Thank you for that.
If I learned anything from this year, it’s that telling everyone you’re going to do something is the fastest way to not want to do something. Except see Coldplay. That was pure awesome.
Here’s to 2013 and everything it brings.
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
-T.S. Eliot, “Little Gidding”
You can see all the 2012 project posts here.