In some ways, last year was the best year ever. In others, it was the worst.
The year started out great.
I was excited about the move to Tennessee!
I had some amazing opportunities in my business!
I started writing again for the first time in years!
By April, challenges started appearing.
It became obvious the move was going to take longer than expected.
Business opportunities were still good, but I had to significantly lower my expectations.
Writing is hard.
By July, everything started to feel like it was falling apart.
The move was months behind schedule with no end in sight and was clearly going to cost more than planned.
Business opportunities were ok, but I had to lower expectations yet again.
Writing basically stopped as my mental health suffered.
By October, there was light at the end of the tunnel, but a train might have been coming at me. I was unsure.
The move was done, but our old house wasn’t selling, and finances were in trouble.
Business opportunities were limited, and I had to re-work all my plans for 2024.
The writing was picking up, but it was still much more challenging than I wanted it to be.
Add to all of this the ongoing shift in the country to a full embrace of fascist autocracy, and it was a pretty bleak year.
Today, some things look much better. No place to go but up!
For the first time since last March, I feel like I have things under control. Fascism is still a threat, but there’s not much I can do to change that short of writing about it here and giving money to Democrats.
We are delighted living here, and there is a massive decrease in everyday stress, which helps with everything else I must endure.
Business isn’t great, but it’s not bad, and I am confident that my team and I have a great plan to grow in 2024.
I am recommitting myself to writing regularly and, knowing I won’t always succeed, am comfortable with that.
Happy New Year, one month in.