Today, my mother-in-law showed me a Christmas letter in which the author detailed one thing that had happened in her life in each of the previous 52 weeks of the year. Also today, I read through a whole bunch of other folks' blog entries in which bloggers recounted the highlights of each exciting, wholesome, & overachieving month.
To which I say, bite me, bloggers.
Still, I feel like I owe myself some kind of 2010 wrap-up. And by 2010 wrap-up I do not mean the bottom of the champagne bottle, though there's still time. For posterity, then!
January: Um...what happened during January? I think I was cold. I think I also played a concerto with a very small orchestra.
February: Has vanished entirely into the dark and terrible maw of time.
March: Ha! I'm pretty sure I went to Florida in March! And spent the entire two days waiting out torrential rains in an old folks' home! Is it possible I also played in Missouri? Ooo! And I did my taxes.
April: .....right...April. I think I went to Ohio. Twice.
May: I found out I was leaving Indiana. I toured West Virginia, visited Virginia, ate at Tudor's Biscuit World for the first and only time, rented an apartment, orchestrated part of a tour for my ensemble, finished up my Indiana schools job, did five or so school outreach concerts, and was generally insane.
July: Packing. Low spirits. Music camp. Moving.
August: The power of the porch is revealed to me.
September: Back on the gainful employment horse, having sold my soul to industry. Also cheese.
October: Train to NYC. I love trains! More work. No trick-or-treaters.
November: Baby, it's old inside.
December: Worried intermittently/futilely about the increased complication of 2010 taxes, esp. as had previously judged 2009 taxes equivalent to passing comprehensive doctoral exams in Macedonian Studies. Contemplated the very exciting life I lead. Played first VA concert in the dark. Tried Xanax.
Heck yeah, people! If nothing else, I hope this exercise allows you to reflect smugly on your own considerably more interesting lives. Love to all, and to all a good night.