My Year in Review (with commentary)
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hrjThe journal-game of compiling the first sentence posted in each month of the year is amusing when it combines to form a semi-coherent narrative, but I think I'll stick to annotating the sentences instead.
January Today I finished one-sixth of the gathering rows on the second panel, cut out the rest of the fabric for the undergown, and cut out the overgown and sewed the major seams on it. This was the outfit I was making for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xrian's Laureling at 12th Night. The undergown is still stumbling its way towards completion (since the progress slowed significantly after the deadline was already past).
February I am about to join the crowd of people who spend all their time wondering where they left their other pair of glasses. I've gotten used enough to the computer glasses that I sometimes find myself heading off to meetings and whatnot at work still wearing them. This is non-productive since I definitely can't see anything projected on a screen without my regular glasses. I actually have three pairs of glasses at work: the third being my prescription safety glasses, which are much more convenient to wear when entering production areas than wearing safety goggles over my regular glasses -- even though the prescription is about 15 years old at this point.
March The Consonance songbooks were ready and waiting for pickup yesterday after work, so although I still have to deliver them at the pre-con committee dinner tonight, I've checked them entirely off of Things To Worry About. I'd volunteered to do the songbook as a first step towards getting back involved in the administrative side of Consonance, but it didn't take. The concensus for this next year has been to do a CD-based audio-oriented "songbook" for the convention, and while I think -- with some reservations -- that it's a delightful idea, it's way outside my current expertise so I'm not going to be involved. Being privy to the con-com discussion really drove home how completely out of sync my philosophy, opinions, and knowledge are with the current filk community. And this has helped me come to grips with an acceptance of the fact that I'm really not part of the "filk community" -- and haven't been for quite some time. The last several years, I have left Consonance feeling lonely and miserable, and given that this no longer happens to me in any other activity or community I participate in, I think it's time to let go and stop trying to find something there that's never going to happen.
April Hand-lettered bumper sticker spotted in Berkeley: "If you can read this, I could slam on my brakes and sue you." I think that one can stand on its own.
May Hah! Once again, I got my "did you feel it" earthquake report in to the web site before they had the quake listed. I don't know why I get such gleeful satisfaction of taking note of earthquakes. Maybe it's just my charter membership in the "scare people away from moving to California" club.
June Got a UPS "tried to deliver" slip today -- maybe this time it's the books from Kalamazoo. Yes, it was. Much bookly goodness.
July You know that experience where you were going to climb to the top of that rise, but when you get there you say to yourself, "But the summit is just at the top of that next hill there and it wouldn't make sense to stop here." And then when you get to the top of that rise, the summit is really the next little rise (really, truly, your GPS says so), but it's almost dusk and you're really really tired and you still need to get down the mountain before dark when the ice weasels come .... This one was too good to stop with just the first sentence. (It was about emptying and organizing the outside storage cabinets of the house.)
August It takes a bit for a morning to recover from being woken up at 5am by explosions and flashes of light several blocks over. Ah, yes, the criminal enterprise masquerading as a bakery and self-help association. The bakery building has now been sold by the bankruptcy managers to an organization not affiliated with any of the previous owners (which was the other option), although it's still boarded up and empty at this time.
September I got a lot of good suggestions for my tree brainstorming, so rather than reply to individual items, I thought I'd bring it together in a new entry. And I still haven't done the paperwork to get approval for removing the fig tree at the same time I remove the carcass of the broken apple. I guess it'll go onto the New Year Resolutions list.
October When did vacations become something I needed to recover from? 'Nuff said.
November I'm not doing NaNoWriMo -- it's actually pure coincidence that I started working a regular writing stint into my daily schedule this week. And I've kept it up for two months now, although currently I've decided I need to catch up with the transcription part to identify holes in the story-so-far that need to be written up. The next step will probably be to fill in some of the essential world-building and scene-setting before getting back to writing new story-bits. (I don't even know one of the protagonist's surnames yet. Well, ok, I don't know the other protagonist's surname either -- but neither does she at this point, so that's ok.)
December ... and then the marching band came onto the field ... Ok, that was actually the subject line, not the first line of the entry. But it made a tidier end to the year.
January Today I finished one-sixth of the gathering rows on the second panel, cut out the rest of the fabric for the undergown, and cut out the overgown and sewed the major seams on it. This was the outfit I was making for
xrian's Laureling at 12th Night. The undergown is still stumbling its way towards completion (since the progress slowed significantly after the deadline was already past).February I am about to join the crowd of people who spend all their time wondering where they left their other pair of glasses. I've gotten used enough to the computer glasses that I sometimes find myself heading off to meetings and whatnot at work still wearing them. This is non-productive since I definitely can't see anything projected on a screen without my regular glasses. I actually have three pairs of glasses at work: the third being my prescription safety glasses, which are much more convenient to wear when entering production areas than wearing safety goggles over my regular glasses -- even though the prescription is about 15 years old at this point.
March The Consonance songbooks were ready and waiting for pickup yesterday after work, so although I still have to deliver them at the pre-con committee dinner tonight, I've checked them entirely off of Things To Worry About. I'd volunteered to do the songbook as a first step towards getting back involved in the administrative side of Consonance, but it didn't take. The concensus for this next year has been to do a CD-based audio-oriented "songbook" for the convention, and while I think -- with some reservations -- that it's a delightful idea, it's way outside my current expertise so I'm not going to be involved. Being privy to the con-com discussion really drove home how completely out of sync my philosophy, opinions, and knowledge are with the current filk community. And this has helped me come to grips with an acceptance of the fact that I'm really not part of the "filk community" -- and haven't been for quite some time. The last several years, I have left Consonance feeling lonely and miserable, and given that this no longer happens to me in any other activity or community I participate in, I think it's time to let go and stop trying to find something there that's never going to happen.
April Hand-lettered bumper sticker spotted in Berkeley: "If you can read this, I could slam on my brakes and sue you." I think that one can stand on its own.
May Hah! Once again, I got my "did you feel it" earthquake report in to the web site before they had the quake listed. I don't know why I get such gleeful satisfaction of taking note of earthquakes. Maybe it's just my charter membership in the "scare people away from moving to California" club.
June Got a UPS "tried to deliver" slip today -- maybe this time it's the books from Kalamazoo. Yes, it was. Much bookly goodness.
July You know that experience where you were going to climb to the top of that rise, but when you get there you say to yourself, "But the summit is just at the top of that next hill there and it wouldn't make sense to stop here." And then when you get to the top of that rise, the summit is really the next little rise (really, truly, your GPS says so), but it's almost dusk and you're really really tired and you still need to get down the mountain before dark when the ice weasels come .... This one was too good to stop with just the first sentence. (It was about emptying and organizing the outside storage cabinets of the house.)
August It takes a bit for a morning to recover from being woken up at 5am by explosions and flashes of light several blocks over. Ah, yes, the criminal enterprise masquerading as a bakery and self-help association. The bakery building has now been sold by the bankruptcy managers to an organization not affiliated with any of the previous owners (which was the other option), although it's still boarded up and empty at this time.
September I got a lot of good suggestions for my tree brainstorming, so rather than reply to individual items, I thought I'd bring it together in a new entry. And I still haven't done the paperwork to get approval for removing the fig tree at the same time I remove the carcass of the broken apple. I guess it'll go onto the New Year Resolutions list.
October When did vacations become something I needed to recover from? 'Nuff said.
November I'm not doing NaNoWriMo -- it's actually pure coincidence that I started working a regular writing stint into my daily schedule this week. And I've kept it up for two months now, although currently I've decided I need to catch up with the transcription part to identify holes in the story-so-far that need to be written up. The next step will probably be to fill in some of the essential world-building and scene-setting before getting back to writing new story-bits. (I don't even know one of the protagonist's surnames yet. Well, ok, I don't know the other protagonist's surname either -- but neither does she at this point, so that's ok.)
December ... and then the marching band came onto the field ... Ok, that was actually the subject line, not the first line of the entry. But it made a tidier end to the year.
