MMXI is due in 3 hours. Hubby and I still hem and haw whether or not to hop on the bus (it’s free anyway) to Navy Pier to watch the midnight fireworks. We’re hearing the 8:15 fireworks (the “family bash” session) from our apartment and can see little flashes towards the east of our mainly south view directly at the city. Another bigger display is due at midnight. Meanwhile, I cannot let the month and year past without a last post so here, a quick look back at the year that was.
1. The year started with the passing away of my father– and this means that from here on, Life is changed in a significant way and it will just never be totally complete. But it is true how when the rug is pulled from under your feet you realize who your true friends are: classmates from high school and university many long lost and suddenly rediscovered, colleagues, former assistants who made themselves on call for errands, cousins who are almost our siblings. And most importantly, it has made me treasure my mother even more, as I know I have much to catch up with her.
2. Adjusting to Life in the UK is ongoing, slowly but surely. I’ve long been able to move around on public transport on my own. I am doing my share to put our new home together. I am meeting C’s friends and carrying on longer conversations with them, with sharper ears now keener to their accents. I have favorite restaurants and favorite shops now. And I have met my first friend on my own, a wonderful American expat who is uber-smart, funny, and fun to hang around with. I have yet to get that driver’s license (but let me get over “the big switch” from the wrong side of the road to the right and proper one ;p), and take time to sit for the England & Wales Bar Exam. But the hope is that this year I will not use the transitoriness of my stays on either side of the pond as excuse not to get things done.
3. I visited Paris for the first time in my life. :) In celebration of our first year of marriage. E-tickets for our paper anniversary.
4. I’ve joined a group of 4 other enthusiasts to put up a daily photoblog. I’m learning to tinker more with the camera, often taking long solitary drives to the strangest places for a photo op. And the hubby has been supportive by supplying me, unasked, with gadgetry and accessories to go with the camera (haha). More than that, when I suggest to him that I want to take a picture in this or that place, he almost always goes along with my crazy ideas, drives me to the destination, and helps me set up the camera. It’s only when he starts to direct me how to do the picture (he being a former photography enthusiast) that the battle of wills between us rears its head. Did I ever tell you of that time we tried to catch the August moon? Good that I didn’t. Let me just say that I was told in no uncertain terms to read the manual first next time we set out on a cold, dark night for a photo shoot.
5. In March, on the very day I was driving back to Chicago from CowTown having concluded my work with a major client, I learn that the file room and accounting office burned down (about 40% of the office space). What to do but to make a U-turn and head back? My own office was water-damaged. There was no power for the duration of the restoration. Operations were done in the big conference room, public-library style. My laptop did its bit with a big-time sympathy crash (blue screen of death) and I had to delay return to the UK for quite a bit until things were put together, records reconstituted as best as able, systems put back in place and the life of the company can go on as normally as possible. As with most major trials, everyone pulled together and worked doubly hard with the most limited resources. All this during a peak busy period. Today, the stitches don’t even seem to show.
6. Health is alright. The eyesight has reached that interesting stage where I have to take my glasses off when I read. Meanwhile, hubby and I are contemplating whether adoption is something for us (the social worker will not be very impressed with our travelling lifestyle though). On matters like this, I often wish there was some wise sage who can just tell me what the correct answer is. Just tell me, I’ll do it. This is one of those tough essay questions Life has hurled at us; and it’s constantly whirling in my mind on those long drives, or when I wake up in the middle of the night and cannot go back to sleep. I shampooed my hair thrice in the shower once, lost in thought over this, and that’s when I decided that maybe it would be a good idea to set reflecting aside for a while. Result that day: dry Medusa hair.
7. Career is alright. I now have contract work with an American firm in London, in addition to my busy little independent practice in the US. Hubby is busier than ever working in power plants. I still cannot answer for sure when people ask me what EXACTLY he does. It’s too narrow and specialized a field to describe. Most of the time it’s just easier to say he works in a power plant much like Homer Simpson.
8. Relationship with hubby is wonderful and edifying. Our families are safe and well. If just for these, I already cannot be thankful enough. And thus bittersweet as the year has been I will say 2010 has been good.