This year came in with a great WHOOSH. I was living with a little kitten named Jackie. Note: Jackie is actually a woman who I refer to as a kitten. She is also my girlfriend.
I was hopeful, I suppose. I had money in the bank, but the consulting gig that had provided my income for the second half of 2010 was gone. I knew that I’d eventually have to square away new work, but what it would look like and smell like and feel like was a complete unknown.
The support network that is Denver was ready to help, though, and I inherently knew that it would all figure itself out.
What I didn’t know was just how difficult and workful this 2011 would be.
Aaaaaaaaaand we’ll get to that soon enough. Still plenty more posts to go before I sleep.