As the ball prepares to drop, and the odometer clicks one year further into the twenty-first century, I find myself surrounded by family and relaxing.
I could be in someone's hot tub right now. I could be guzzling champagne. I could be dancing naked with a lampshade on my head. But right now I'd rather relax, since the first month or so of 2003 promises to be more of what the last two months of 2002 have been - my ass to the grindstone, making frequent course corrections and trying to see my way clear to 2004. Ultimately, the effort will be probably be worth it, but I've got some huge challlenges ahead.
So I'm glad for a little breather - halftime, if you will - before heading back to the arena. Tonight, I breathe easy. Tomorrow, I throw my back into it again.
And for now, my dear readers - my dear, few, persistent, better-than-I-deserve readers, blessings to you in this new year.
Posted by wasylik at December 31, 2002 11:17 PM | TrackBack