A fresh start

Happy New Year!  Two down, three hundred and six three days to go.  What does 2012 have in store for us?

I’m not a bit sorry to see the back of 2011.  Even though I was wished a happy New Year on several occasions, it wasn’t a happy year at all.

In April I lost my job.  In August I lost my dad.  In December I lost one of my cats. 

I often wonder why people wish each other a happy New Year.  It’s never a happy year, is it?  Not when so much can go wrong.  People get sick, have accidents, or suffer losses, whether it’s family, friends, relationships, jobs, valuables or money.

Then again, for others 2012 will be a happy year.  They may start a relationship, find a job or hit the jackpot.  At the start of a new year everything seems possible and everyone has such high hopes.

There will be resolutions.  Plans to lose weight, exercise more, live healthier, go back to school, travel, write that novel or publish that manuscript.  January means a fresh start. 

With such good will at the start of something new, why do we wish each other a happy New Year and not a happy month, a happy week, or even a happy day?

Wednesday night ... bowling night

Sometimes I surprise myself.
After a hard day at work (it’s month end) I didn’t look forward to tonight’s league bowling, I was convinced I was gonna bowl crap, crap and more crap.

I mean, I was rushed off my feet and everything that could go wrong went wrong.
For starters my computer froze and I was without a particular software for three hours. Under normal circumstances this would have been a inconvenience, but at month end lack of software is near disastrous. So that was three hours lost.

When I finally could work again I encountered one problem after another. When I left work at 4:30 there was still a lot to do and tomorrow more is coming in. It’s gonna take a small miracle to finish everything.

By the time I got home I was pooped. I would have loved to put my feet up and not think about anything anymore, but that was not to be. This being Wednesday, it’s league bowling day.

The walk to the bowling alley was refreshing. It wasn’t cold, it wasn’t warm, the temperature was just right. And some fresh air and exercise was apparently just what I needed.

My first game was a 204, my second 179 and my third .. well, let’s not talk about that one. All in all I did better than expected.