Current Mood: Tired/Depressed/Worn-out
Current Music: The Ledge - The Replacements
To get the basics out of the way:
- I worry. A lot.
- I'm a pessimist, an
-I din't like myself very much.
These things have had an impact upon all I'm going to mention, about 2010.
The year started of with lots of snows and low temperatures. Both which I dislike. Also, I worried that my house would suffer from the frost period.
February saw the annual, although maybe last, family trip to an holiday park over Carnaval. We started rhis tradition back when my brothers kids were young and my parents wanted to escape the yearly alcohol-imbibement festival.
In recent years we stayed close to home due to my father's increasing infirmity. This week is usually filled with socializing with my kin and playing (too many?) games.
Keeping up this level of socializing, whilst sharing a room with an irregular sleeper, is tiring for me.
March saw the highlight of the year for me, when I and two of my friends went to London to go see Satyagraha, an opera by Philip Glass. It turned out to be the best theatrical performance I've ever seen. Also, I love London, it's shops and musea. This year I 'discovered' the British Museum and the National Portrait Gallery.
During May and June plans were made to swap my job for another one, although at the same company. Some higher echelon managers started to panic at this, but the transfer was deemed too important for myself. The transfer was set for October, which left September free for my summer holidays.
Then the end of June came and my year crumbled into despair, when I received the call that my dad had suffered a stroke. Physically he pulled through quite well, but his existing infirmity increased. Probably because he spend months in bed or is wheel chair. To which he is consigned for the rest of his life. Mentally he suffered worse, culminating in a meeting with my dad, his medical staff and my brother and myself. This was not a fun meeting; very intense and emotional.
The rest of the year saw me visit him a lot, eiher at he hospital, the rehabilitation clinic or lately at the nursing home.
At work, my transfer moved forward to September, and with my brother's holiday in August, that meant no summer holiday for me.
In September I started training for the new job,which forced me to work 5 days per week instead of my normal 4 day week. I was able to keep this up for eight weeks ( with one Friday spend hurrying around Spiel ), but after that I switched back to 4 days. Note that my commute is three hours. Four during the first two months.
At the beginning of December I left work, only to return today. The first week was mostly spend dealing with dad-related issue and installing my new PC. The second calling around in a blind panic, because my dad needed to a place at a nursing home, which have long waiting lists and time was short. The third week was spend preparing for his move to the nursing home: one nursing home had a room free earlier than expected....
The fourth week ( and fifth, but that's a 2011 week ) was spend clearing his old apartment.
But I also managed to get some time to myself. I planned a three day trip to a friend of me, who decidedto celebrate his 40th birthday ( my 45th, btw ) on the 30th of December at his house in Germany. Due to a misunderstanding I though he was celebrating it on both the 30th and the 31st ( our birthdays ), but he and his family were gracious enough to entertain me on the following days too. Dear, dear friends.
Too bad, people kept calling me about my father even in Germany.
- diabetes: up and down, and lots of appointments cancelled due to training and my dad. I kept worrying about my eyesight, but the overdue annual checkup turned out just fine.
- physical: I haven't done any serious exercises since my dad's stroke, so I assume it is not that great. At least I'm not dead yet. Nor blind, or handicapt.
- mental: As previously stated I'm never far from being depressed, but the second part of 2010 saw me often near the breaking point. Friends, family and the lessons I learned during my major depression some years ago helped me not to break.
I rediscovered that me and my brother can get along just fine, without any altercations during my faher's illness.
I owe a debt of gratitude to my friends for keeping me sane, or at least as sane as I can be. In person, at work and online; gamers, authors, designers, collegues and other riff-raff. Thanks.
Unfortunately, due to my training and my dad, I had to tone down my work for Steve Jackson Games, both as MiB and MBT member. Hopefully 2011 will see improvements.
That's it for now. Feel free to comment on this post. I might even answer any questions you might have. Like best book, movie and such.
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