Welcome, 2010.
I hadn’t really realized the apparently global, seething hatred for 2009 until the calendar changed to the next year. Goodness, people have some pent-up resentment, but when all is said and done, I can’t say that I’m not too bummed that we’re in a new year. As I’ve been someone dependent on important school dates, I always like it when a year rolls around that is supposed to signal completion. For high school it was 2004, for college 2008, and now it’s 2010 and I expect to be Jess Rezac, M.A. by the end of the year. Yeah! So that’s all exciting. Except, for right now, there is no Ph.D. 2015 plan and that means this year will also have a host of added new stresses like finding a job that is within a career for both my husband and I, moving (presumably/hopefully), beginning and continuing student loan repayment (though that may be more of a 2011 adventure, dependening. Either way, this year brings a lot of potential excitement.
For this weekend, however, I’m continuing regrouping after 2009. It’s not that 2009 was particularly bad for me, in fact, I think I found a lot of personal fulfillment with my education, got good direction on my thesis, and I feel like by the end of 2009 I was prepared for all of the tasks that 2010 will lay before me. However, after winter break, I feel a little less ready to get started on all of it, so this weekend I’m only going to prepare for the semester and next week starts all of the major life changes that will likely overwhelm me and collapse all self-improvement plans except for attain a masters degree in museum science.