Splashdown

I've been meaning to do this for awhile... thanks J for finally prompting me to get off my ass and do it. Actually, it still took me 4 days to do it after deciding to do it. Don't get me wrong, it's not procrastination -- I'm just sick. And I've forgotten all the witty remarks I was going to start with.

So here we are, starting a new endeavour which seems at first glance to be pointless. An opportunity to show the world that there is one more glib and clever little human on this planet? Ah... I just like attention. Here goes...

So this has been a year of change in my life. I've ended a marriage, lost 30 pounds, gone up on a rooftop for the first time (taking a small step towards conquering my fear of heights), managed to get regular sleep for the first time in years, stepped into a head-coaching role on my son's soccer team, dated 6 women so far (2 of them making a huge impression on me), and most importantly, found out it was possible to actually be happy.

For a long time I thought I was a borderline depressive, unable to be happy or content for any length of time. Often I was sick, and when it came to sleep I either had neither quantity nor quality. Life not only sucked, but the majority of the last six years I was either a zombie or a somnabulist, whiling away the days until death would mercifully come. But then...

I changed my mind.

That's all it took. Well, that and making the changes, getting a decent bed (ok, *a* bed rather than sleeping on the floor), channeling my despair into exercise, reading, etc., etc.

Point is, I decided to try some change. It wasn't all easy, but it was definitely better. I've always been known for giving great advice (I think), but I'd never followed it myself before.

So here we are, 2005 almost over. Oddly enough, odd years are always better for me, even years are backsliding years. I don't know if that will hold this time around.

Let's find out...