It’s amazing how slow a week of work will go but how fast a week of being off from work whizzes by. My “beautiful” vacation is sadly just about over; I say beautiful because any day that does not consist of a 5:40 AM wake up call is indeed just that.
I really dislike the New Year’s Eve holiday mainly because it signals the sobering fact that the Christmas season is over and nothing but the dark depths of winter lie ahead (well, unless you live in a warm weather destination year-round or are located in the Southern Hemisphere which means a warm Christmas). My other reason for my hating on the holiday is that I abhor large crowds and people lacking intelligence which on this night, the two tend to go hand in hand. And so a long standing tradition (seven years strong) for D and I is going to a Chinese restaurant on New Year’s Eve for dinner. Lame as it may sound, it suits me perfectly. I did get to see the film Les Miserables last night which was excellent (and a tad bit long but then so is the musical which I saw three times on Broadway and absolutely adore…).
While I would love to set some New Year’s resolutions I usually tend to fail at these partway through the year if not earlier. However, I can say that the one goal I set a while back and truly hold myself to is the keeping of my blog. Although it’s difficult at times to come up with new content especially if I haven’t been on a trip in a really long time (aka now), I still do it as I’m incredibly proud of all of the many posts I’ve written these roughly past two and a half years. Some people are diligent about exercising, I’m diligent about writing and posting. And I’m incredibly touched by all the people who check out my blog as it means more to me than you could ever know.
My New Year’s Resolutions:
Get back into piano playing. I’m not bragging when I say I used to be talented. No, not Carnegie Hall talented but talented enough to learn some pretty challenging pieces over the years. I started piano lessons at the age of 10 with a family friend and soon moved onto lessons at a local music school with an Albanian instructor whose name was Daina. In college I studied with an incredible instructor (also from Eastern Europe-notice a theme here ha ha) who I truly learned so much from in the four years I took lessons. After graduating from college I did buy myself an 88 key keyboard to keep up with playing but the rigors of working 40 hours a week and at one time, graduate school, caught up with me. And so while I still can sight read pretty decently, I want to actually play again. This resolution means a lot to me since the piano is a part of me that goes back more than 15 years.
Travel. This one goes without saying but as no one can predict the events that will take place in a year, I just always hope that it will indeed be the case.