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Word of the Year

After getting back from a rather hilarious 10-day stint in Philadelphia with my family, I started thinking about what I wanted from 2011. Firstly, 2011 is such a weird sounding year - I vastly preferred 2010 — mostly because I’m insane, and get all verklempt about dates ending in 5s and 0s.

So yeah. 2011. I don’t do resolutions - I make goals - but as my sister pointed out: They’re the same thing, and you’re dumb (She quite literally said this to me, she is a caustic realist, my younger sister). Continuing on in this theme -  Monday morning rolls around, and during our weekly kick off, the Manging Director at work comments that people don’t really make “resolutions” but have downgraded them to “intentions.”

Immediately I think two things: WTF really, people? and I CAN DO THAT!

I keep the bar low around here, that’s for sure. My intent for 2011 can easily be summed up in one word: balance. Specifically, the search for it. I know, I know - so blasé. It’s like trying to find the meaning of life that isn’t 42. I think for me, a successful 2011 means being able to more accurately schedule my time - and find that SUPER COVETED WORK LIFE BALANCE. It will be mine in 2011, bwuaha.