2011 is going to be a good year for me, I can feel it in my bones.
I feel so energized: mentally, physically and emotionally. There is a palpable excitement. The creative juices are flowing and creating a small puddle on the floor.
Last year sucked, despite some pretty high highlights (the birth of my second daughter and lots of new babies for friends and family, hubby passing some pretty significant exams). Not terribly eloquent, I know, but it did. It sucked. If I were the queen I would call it annus horribilis.
It was a year of natural disasters - the hail storm, the drought, the heat.
It was a year of car accidents.
It was a year of building mess, delays, disappointments.
It was a year of household stress, with some very grumpy householders.
It was a year of no sleep.
But 2011 will be different. This year will be all about me, and a happy mum means a happy household. Right?
My university course starts in two months, so to tide me over until March I have enrolled in an online writing course through The Sydney Writers Centre, and not one but two UWA Extension Courses on writing. I have my meeting with the writing coach in a couple of weeks, and as soon as my little darlings are back at daycare, I plan to chase up some work experience and start writing.
I think the problem with last year is that I felt I did not achieve anything. Sure, there is the obvious and very important achievements of birthing and raising two beautiful children, and maintaining friendships with all the special people in my life. I washed the clothes and did the dishes and even got the car serviced. But there was very little of me in 2010.
That began to change with this very blog and one amazing day doing the How To Be a Blogger For Fun and Profit course. I have kept my promise to write at least two blogs every week, and I hope to increase that this year as the juices flow over and threaten to flood this corner of the kitchen where I write my words and start my new literary life.