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2010.

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It’s 2010, technically January 4, 2010, in case you missed the memo. I’ve been working on 2010 literature and planning (workwise) for 2010 since last spring — I should be prepared for this, but oddly I still feel a bit shocked that 2009 has ended. Where did the last decade go. It couldn’t have been 10 years ago that we were all convinced the world was ending and I sported a “Tommy Hilfiger Y2K” shirt. People storing canned goods and water believing that the end was near. I believe my mom used to fill old milk jugs with water. Milky, stale water. Gag. Now we have 2012 to look forward to… maybe that’s the scare of this decade?

So much happened in these past ten years it’s hard to wrap my head around it. 10 years. I feel like I should make some profound New Years resolution, but sadly haven’t found anything that really sets my sail. Here are few mediocre “thoughts” as I’m not quite ready to commit them to goals, but here we go:

  1. Climb 3 fourteeners this season. And try not to succumb to death in the last hour before the summit.
  2. Let go… I hold on to things a little too tight. Airline miles, drawings from when I was 6, and things from my past.
  3. Become more graceful. I’m going to take a stab at reducing my tripping, falling, spilling, and overall klutziness as well as try to live gracefully. Wouldn’t you agree I could use a little grace? Shut up.
  4. Work on my sensor. Some things that come out of my mouth (I believe there was something about Vaseline on my pants) don’t need to. I need to do a better job keeping those bad boys on lock down.
  5. Run the Bolder Boulder this spring… and try not to run like a duck because after the first, oh, four miles any sense of semblance will be lost.
  6. Make a conscious effort to be happy. Half the time it’s a choice. I’m choosing to smile and let it cause irreversible wrinkles.
  7. Botox savings plan for said wrinkles.

Ok… one can aspire to accomplish more, correct? Correct. Well, here’s to 2010, I hope yours (and mine) is better than 2009!

Games.

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Let’s play a game. Just a little friendly competition. Maybe Sorry or Farkle or Five Crowns? Not your cup of tea? How about Monopoly or Apples to Apples or Risk… maybe Capture the Flag or Red Rover? I personally love games… well the majority that is. I’m sure there are some out there that are clearly not worth my while.

But… I have a competitive streak. A very competitive streak. Nothing can or will frustrate me more than losing time and time again. A family favorite can turn into the game I despise in the drop of hat if I can’t win. (Cough, cough… Apples to Apples on Thanksgiving). Some call this a “poor sport”, but we’re not in second grade again and you can’t pull my hair so maybe we should call it what it really is… Ambition without the streak of stupidity. If you’re not winning, it’s time to get out. Right? Good business sense. When you’re down in poker maybe you should fold and save your cash for a better day. So why is it so wrong that all I want to do is win.

I’m not a gracious winner either. If I win, I’ll let you know. “See that, see that right there? That’s what some call me winning. Yeah, I’m the winner. How does it feel to sit next to such a great _____________ (fill in blank with game name, i.e. Monopoly, poker, etc.) player?”. Well you get the picture. Just as I’m not a gracious winner, I’m also not a gracious loser. The first few rounds I’ll assume it was a fluke, the universe wouldn’t let me continually lose, right? Right? I can joke about it… insert awkward giggle… build myself up. After a few hands, rounds, or the moment I don’t dominate Park Place and the Boardwalk my frustration builds to an almost intolerable level. I get quiet, irritated and am no longer having fun. I know, I should lighten up. But well, when I’m losing, I can’t.

So this here is a warning to all of you out there that are thinking of playing a game with me. If I don’t know you… I’ll probably be polite the first few times. Appear to let it go, but after that I’ll toss caution into the wind and cause a rucus about six points early on in the game. Consider yourself warned. I’ll work on building up my “grace”, but if it’s anything like my klutziness we’re in for a long battle.