It’s the last day of 2018. Already. At this time every year, I’m astounded that yet another 12 months has flown by. But I feel for at least part of this year, I’ve been able to enjoy the time as it passed, rather than being a passenger on the busy ride we call life.
2018 has been a good year. A really good year, in fact. I orchestrated a redundancy that’s given me the past 3.5 months’ off work, and at least a couple more to come. I choose to not stress about that, because I have savings savings in addition to the pay out, but also because I back myself. My skills are in demand, so I’m happy to play hard to get – for now. I’ve declined two really great job offers because they came at the wrong time or were in the wrong location. But another opportunity is in the pipeline from one of those companies which may align more closely with my plans to move abroad.
I’ve travelled a lot this year, too. Back to the UK, France, Switzerland, Vietnam, Hong Kong & New Zealand. I drove the almost 5,000km round trip to Noosa from Melbourne, camping on the way. In a tent. I KNOW!
I’ve met some really interesting people from all walks of life. People with whom I’d never ordinarily socialise, but met because I chose to push myself out of my comfort zone doing crazy things like hiking and camping. I’ve spent more time with my close friends, too, which is always fabulous.
I’ve learned too, about myself and the world. I have a better sense of who I am and what I stand for. I think that came from the privilege of being able to empty my mind of work stress and focus internally on what’s important to me.
It hasn’t all been rainbows and unicorns, but this year I have laughed a lot. And I expect to see this year out with more laughter. And with good food and wine, obviously.
So goodbye 2018. You’ve been just marvellous. But I can’t wait to discover what 2019 holds.