I can’t lie. This year was hard for me personally and professionally.
The perfect metaphor for my year could be the story of my cellphones
First, I proved to the world that I could not be trusted to talk on the phone and pump my gas at the same time. I ended up leaving my phone on the trunk and drove off. The phone didn’t fall off the car until I was on the road and managed to get run over by many cars in the process. It turned out that I was eligible for an upgrade anyway so I got a replacement phone.
PHONE TWO: I got mugged within two weeks of having the replacement phone. I got insurance to send a replacement for that phone.
PHONE THREE: The phone store didn’t have an otter box for it at the time. My cat decided that he needed to be snugged RIGHT NOW and jumped on my shoulder as I was talking on the phone. I dropped the phone. It managed to shatter in a way that I couldn’t even turn it off. Somehow the second number on my account (and the phone my mother uses since she never actually talks that much or uses “smart phone” technology”) was eligible for an upgrade.
PHONE FOUR: That is the phone I have now. I got the biggest most bodacious Otter Box on this thing altogether.
So yeah I got knocked around a lot but ultimately nothing permanent.
I managed to go to a dinner party that turned into an urban legend– complete with its own entry in snopes.com.
I completed the Little Rock half marathon again.
I managed to start up the Arkansas Governor’s School Alumni association. I got people to be on the board. I got Doug Shipman to come speak to the current AGS class.
But yeah I am ready for a new year. Come on 2014. I am waiting to see what’s in store.
