Normally, I'm not particularly sentimental at New Year's. Say goodbye to one year, hello to the next, drink some decent bubbly and keep plugging away.
But 2009 was a biggie. And, honestly, rather emotionally exhausting.
Mr. Speedy and I bought our first home (and carefully documented the experience). It was exciting. We love having a place to call our own. But, man, is it a lot of work. We've unpacked, had decorating successes and failures and worn ourselves out tackling a never-ending to-do list.
Oh, and it's crazy expensive. We were welcomed into the world of property taxes (and a garbage strike) and had people in to rewire and patch. We hired a mason to fix the chimney, and had a man come to fix our roof. We even had our first holiday-weekend wet basement disaster.
But, while sometimes the responsibility is a bit of a drag, I'm still totally thrilled to have made the leap into home ownership. Score one for the positives in 2009.
On a personal level, in 2009, I've started to feel slightly more like Toronto is home, though I still do miss the East Coast desperately some days.
I've become more confident in tackling projects around the house - though perhaps not quite earned the title of handywoman. Maybe that will come in 2010?
I've also become more decisive in my decor choices. I no longer feel like I ought to like things just because they're trendy, and I've also become more sure of what it is I do like - moody greys, pops of bright hues and clean lines, for starters.
I've also given myself permission to change my mind. What I like today I may not like in five years, but, honestly, I have no idea where I'm going to be or what I'll be doing in five years time, so there's no point stressing about it now. If I start to hate the paint colour, I'll change it then. For now, I'll enjoy my purple office and my video game inspired basement.
There's also been some less than positive aspects of 2009. Fear of the layoffs that have been sweeping the media industry has certainly kept me up more than a few nights, while various life stresses have sometimes gotten the better of me, leaving me spending the night in pyjamas with a tub of ice cream (or cake) and a spoon. The last month or so has often felt like someone's been peeling off a Band-Aid very, very slowly.
Hopefully, in 2010 I'll learn to channel that anxiety into productivity - after all, I still have a bathroom, office, kitchen and basement to paint!
Part of me can't help but worry about what the new year will bring, but, really, what more can we do but hope for the best? So, best wishes for 2010! May the year be full of DIY projects, stylish inspiration, and wonderful evenings spent at home with friends and family!