Shine on, you crazy diamond

[flexagon]

First sentence from the first post in each month of 2007:

Am I ever exhausted! Through great good luck I found out that Eliott from my studio was doing an arm balance workshop yesterday -- it wouldn't necessarily have been an inversion workshop except that Eliott loves handstands. A year ago I showed the first set of "one year of flexibility improvement" pictures. Well, I always wondered how long it would take me to spend $100+ on a pair of jeans, and the answer apparently was "until yesterday". I'm still having some trouble with the ftp sync utility I bought, but I managed to accomplish what I really wanted to do, which is auto-generate a bunch of index.htmls and finally post the pictures of that abandoned warehouse! DUH. "I have a new philosophy. I'm only going to dread one day at a time." See, this is why I sometimes regret trying. Joy is one part simple carbs, two parts coffee, three parts incredible book and two parts weightlifting. One of my goals for this time between jobs is to experiment a bit with exercise options. Settling into Zillian Boston feels like doing my first week all over again, which is valid because a lot of it is new. My kitty done left me (twang, twang) / when she saw a spot in the sun...

2007 has been a really rough year for some people in my circle, and a mixed bag for me. I don't write up the retrospective until it's over, but these were some obvious events.

• I went on my first yoga retreat
• I got certified as a personal trainer, and later started training the Leaning Tower
• I turned 30
• I started knitting
• I had a friend-group explode
• I became able to do the splits... at least usually... on Sundays...
• (as far as yoga goes, this is also the year I started working forearm stand in the middle of the room, and got my jump-through)
• I quit Colubrid and started a job at Zillian, taking off more time off in between than I ever have before.

We stayed home today, mostly, and were domestic. I don't really understand people being all stressed over the holidays. I like Christmas... as most of you know, I'm not religious, and our house is devoid of nativity scenes. The tree has a star, not an angel. Still, I like the lights; I like how the glass ornaments twinkle (ah, the joys of being childfree); I like how the city puts up cheery, nondenominational displays of lighted dancing people over the streets, and I like choosing presents for my peeps and wrapping them beautifully and taking time off work. Probably if I were in some religious part of the country I would feel a lot more Grinchy than I do, but this is Cambridge, Massachusetts, and I say sparkle on.

Comments

[bluechromis.livejournal.com]

I think people get stressed when they get caught up in the social frenzy. Being that nice for weeks gets tiresome I assume, personally I've never tried. :P

The lights and ornaments are key though, except that my cats are as destructive to a tree as a kid would be.