The year to come…

At work today, we were discussing the new year: our resolutions, hopes and expectations, what it might hold for us all.

I don’t usually hold much faith in horoscopes – clearly, you can read whatever you like into them and one prediction can’t possibly be true for the millions of people that share your star sign – but Leigh and Steph introduced me to Neil Spencer, who writes in the Observer, and his prediction for 2009 was so alarmingly, so disturbingly appropriate, I can’t help but be impressed by it. It’s the detail in it that is just remarkable. Have a look at it here (I’m an Aries, by the way. Save you working it out).

So to resolutions. Last year, I set myself ten and have had mixed success, if I’m honest. The most significant of them was to become more assertive and my colleagues agreed that I’ve made massive steps to achieve this (Leigh reminded me of the time back in January that I was so assertive with her, I just stood there with a surprised look on my face. I had to apologise the next day. Ha!).

I am struggling this year to decide on a resolution. I know I want one, key resolution rather than so many stupid little ones. But what?

You decide!

Here are the options:

Health – Do at least an hour of exercise a week (no, it isn’t a lot, but it’s more than I do now), starting with yoga and maybe some cycling with Chris

Education – Take up an evening class (after the wedding), possibly A Level Politics, maybe improve my German, or something more practically based

Community – Find a volunteering position (after the wedding) e.g. policy work for the CAB, phoning old people for a chat, Hospice bookshop

Environment – Walk or bus to work at least one day a week

Your thoughts would be valued.

But my very favourite resolution so far this year is Steph’s. She is going to go the whole year without buying anything new (excluding consumables like food, petrol and toiletries). Clothes, accessories, books, CDs, etc. will have to be bought from a charity or vintage shop or borrowed from a library or from friends. (We also tried to get Groovy to resolve to have a My Name is Earl type karma list to make up to all the girls he’s messed about. He wasn’t going for it.)



Since I went back to work last week, I’ve been having trouble getting to sleep. Too much to think about, too much work to do and too much uncertainty to have Christmas just roll up and put everything on hold. And no dissertation to keep me occupied outside of office hours. I am driving Chris crazy with my excessive productivity and inability to stop, sit down and do nothing.

I am just not ready for Christmas to start tomorrow. I need more time.

I’m back!

So, I’ve been convalescing at home in Fair Oak with my mum and – the chest infection and searing pain aside – it’s been nice to spend time with her doing absolutely nothing. I forget how much my mum makes me laugh and how alike we are. Being back at work today was less horrific than I imagined it would be. It was actually nice to see people and catch up with them and there were only 200 emails.

I am at a loss as to what to say about the changes to my team in the two weeks that I’ve been off and the arrangements that are being made for the future. (Actually, I have plenty to say on the matter but not here.) I’ve made the right decision in staying. I have made a pact with myself to leave it at that for now.

In other news, on my wedding day, I want to look like Audrey Hepburn in ‘Funny Face’ (see the YouTube clip below). With short white gloves and everything. Although, how does the exchanging of wedding rings work if you’re wearing gloves? I need to give it more thought…

Also, season three of Heroes is boring me to tears, frankly.