It’s 2005, and you know what that means. That’s right. Another two months of accidentally writing 2004 when I’ll mean to write 2005. You have no idea how many checks I used to run by unintentionally backdating them a year.
Already I’ve been asked, “How’s the New Year?” Like I’m supposed to have an answer or something? It’s only been one day, and technically, since I didn’t get up until noon, I’ve been asleep for half the year.
In some respects, that last statement summarizes the latter half of 2004: I’ve been asleep for half of it. Of course, it was a self-inflicted state of narcolepsy. Perhaps a knee-jerk response to all the dysfunctional insanity that I felt better to ignore than admonish.
I just looked at my Live Journal, the last entry I posted was in …April? I’ve just now noticed that my wife has been quite the prolific writer online. And I’ve noticed that the entire social circle I hang out with has drastically changed. It’s larger.
I’ve noticed the following equation holds true: GROUP SIZE / WALT = INDIVIDUAL TIME. Consequently, the more people I hang with, the less time I get to spend with individuals. And, in exploring where I’ve put my time in the past, I’m thinking there are a lot of people that I really enjoy, but haven’t been able to spend time with in the past. For instance, there are quite a number of college friends I’d like to spend more time with.
To date, I’ve buried my nose in my work, turned up my relationship with my wife a notch (okay, two notches — but you get no more details from me), and taken on a whole new set of hobbies. There’s nothing that can clean you out of time and disposable cash like a new hobby.
Also life has gotten far more spontaneous, and not in the “Ah! It’s everywhere! It’s in my raccoon wounds!” kinda way, either. I’m talking about planning. I’ve managed to keep myself busy by just doing more. More projects. More work. More consulting. More fun.
The secret to my success? Give up sleep. Or, at least that was the intent until Jan 1 rolled around, screwing the whole plan up.
I think I like this new plan, though; at least it’s working out fairly well so far. Life’s far less complicated, and I have more time to do the things that provide enjoyment. Some people have pointed out that perhaps this great decomplication has nothing to do with my stellar planning abilities, but the fact that I’ve turn the “If It’s Not Scottish” filter up to high.
2004 was the year of my being invisible. 2005 is shaping up to be the year of being far more visible. Though, now that I think about it, the one-way-mirror may only have been just flipped around.