Year is a slippery word
I suppose it's a little ridiculous to write my New Years post in March, but I realized the other day that my 2015 started October 31, 2014 and ended November 7, 2015, so the difference between 2 months late and 4 months late is... well. October 31 was when I found out my cousin died, so with the 2 deaths in August and emotionally losing someone early in 2015, there was a lot of grief to process. November 8 was when Jon and I left for Florida in one of the year's few trips and when I got back, I began interviewing for the job I currently have. This internship will not last, but it's my first real job in 3.5 years - and my first after a year of being a stay at home mom - so it's a new chapter.
I didn't do much travel in 2015: we went to DC for DOWF in February; Lexan and I went to Charlotte in July; and then Jon and I went to Florida in November. I spent A LOT of time at my parents' house and learned a lot about them and their dynamic.
I only read 87 books in calendar 2015, partly bc the job thing cut into my reading. 18 of them were memoirs, not intentionally, but if the author is writing the book, s/he probably survived the terrible things narrated. The Last Policeman gave me nightmares all year and was totally worth it. I don't think I can narrow down my favorites to 5 books or authors, although I really liked Hard Thing about Hard Things, most of the books about New Orleans, Confidence Code, and Washington's Crossing. 30/87 were non-fiction, which is a new record for me, and only 1 was a re-read.
My resolutions for the year were to spend more time F2F and to eat less processed food. I didn't make much progress on either, despite going to Mommy group and Mommy & Me yoga for chunks of the year. I still don't have any friends in Brooklyn and I walk out of most meetings cringing at my social faux pas. Last night I commented to one of my closest Brooklyn "friends" (Jon's ex-wife) that she knows more dogs in Brooklyn than I know people. I dunno if I really ate more or less processed food in 2015, but I lost 15 lbs, so that's something.
My resolutions for 2016 are to more frequently ask myself, "Does this make my life simpler or better?" and "What is the most positive way I could take this?" and to spend some time every day completely focused on my son. The former is from a lot of things, including reading The Paradox of Choice (albeit at the beginning of 2016). The latter is because my biggest takeaway from 2015 (and becoming a parent) was that the work you put in everyday is who you are.
I didn't do much travel in 2015: we went to DC for DOWF in February; Lexan and I went to Charlotte in July; and then Jon and I went to Florida in November. I spent A LOT of time at my parents' house and learned a lot about them and their dynamic.
I only read 87 books in calendar 2015, partly bc the job thing cut into my reading. 18 of them were memoirs, not intentionally, but if the author is writing the book, s/he probably survived the terrible things narrated. The Last Policeman gave me nightmares all year and was totally worth it. I don't think I can narrow down my favorites to 5 books or authors, although I really liked Hard Thing about Hard Things, most of the books about New Orleans, Confidence Code, and Washington's Crossing. 30/87 were non-fiction, which is a new record for me, and only 1 was a re-read.
My resolutions for the year were to spend more time F2F and to eat less processed food. I didn't make much progress on either, despite going to Mommy group and Mommy & Me yoga for chunks of the year. I still don't have any friends in Brooklyn and I walk out of most meetings cringing at my social faux pas. Last night I commented to one of my closest Brooklyn "friends" (Jon's ex-wife) that she knows more dogs in Brooklyn than I know people. I dunno if I really ate more or less processed food in 2015, but I lost 15 lbs, so that's something.
My resolutions for 2016 are to more frequently ask myself, "Does this make my life simpler or better?" and "What is the most positive way I could take this?" and to spend some time every day completely focused on my son. The former is from a lot of things, including reading The Paradox of Choice (albeit at the beginning of 2016). The latter is because my biggest takeaway from 2015 (and becoming a parent) was that the work you put in everyday is who you are.