We had our annual New Year’s Day Drop Off The Kids And Drink brunch bash where all of our friends who have young kids (like us) who can’t go out on New Year’s Eve because their babysitters have better lives then they do (like ours) come over, eat and drink and celebrate the new year.

I’ve always looked at the change of the year with a bit of cynicism - after all it’s just a date on the calendar and in the grand scheme of things it could be July 12 starting the year - who would notice the difference? Well, yeah there would be less snow but .. you get the idea.

Despite that, it always seems that the days around the New Year feel full of portents and omens. This year just finished was no exception. I went back to work at the end of 03 and we’ve been spending most of the past year adjusting to something we never thought we’d be - two working parents with a house full of children. I hate leaving them in the morning and can’t wait to walk in the door at night and hear the girls shriek “Daddy’s home!!”… I don’t think that feeling ever goes away. And I’ve learned the hard way that time is more valuable than money.

In the work world I’ve discovered new skills I didn’t know I had the first go-round in public relations. This year I think I might finally figure a way to leverage them (good PR word there) into something I can attack with a bit more passion (ugh, bad PR word) than I’ve been attacking my work with to date.

Last night at a early evening New Year’s Eve get-together, someone mentioned something to me, something fairly innocuous that none the less has me looking back over the past year and work and re-thinking my approach to my career and circumstances. Will anything change? Will I stop moaning and bitching and finally do something. Who knows. But BIG THINGS are starting to gel and we’ll see where it takes me.

This morning we got some great news from one of Sue’s oldest and best friends. In the past two years she’s taken more than one plunge into the deep end of the life pool only to come up stronger and better and with some amazing blessings. Today she got another blessing. We couldn’t be happier for her.

Life is very good indeed.

Happy 2005.

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One Response to “Just when you think it can’t get any scarier”  

  1. 1 Chris Vance

    I would not mind if New Years was celebrated on July 12, because it is my birthday. Please leverage your PR skills to make this happen. Thanks.

    I’ve never really celebrated New Years either, but went out with roomates to dance/drink. It’s at least fun to be with friends.

    Good luck with your BIG THINGS.

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