Well, I don't know how well thought out this all is, but I have already not posted it for about two weeks, so I should just bite the bullet at some point and let it go. :P
( My usual month by month format... ) General stuff for the year:OMG, I am not good at medical anything. I did my best with trying to follow the problems and attempts at correction for my mom while she was in the CTICU for a week and a half, and I could deal with just the knowledge sorts of parts of it, though I didn't have context sufficient to totally follow some of it, but all the social bits of it were *awful*, and the emotional load was double awful.
I think what I did effectively during that stretch was a) generally make sure mom wasn't alone for too long, b) write up updates to send to mom's friends for what was going on, and c) after it all ended actually catch mom up on what happened for the first week and a half when she was mostly sort of delirious and really didn't even know how much time passed.
That whole experience was so difficult and was just a week and a half of me feeling like I wasn't doing work from a logical standpoint, but from a mental overhead and emotional standpoint feeling like I was running a marathon. The point where she hadn't shown any real signs of awareness for the fourth day I was completely having a breakdown and terrified the next step was going to be having to deal with all of my mom's business for her for the rest of my life. I am so, so glad she is herself again.
Over the year I read, according to goodreads, 159 books. I'd argue, though, that many of those were novellas and not full books. Also, the vast majority I read in the first six months, and I sort of stopped reading after mom's surgery. Nonetheless, I did a ton of reading, and I wish I hadn't sort of stopped so abruptly, while also totally feeling the reason I did is totally fair. Basically when I headed down to NYC I was in the middle of Neal Stephenson's Seveneves, which I had been enjoying, but also sort of fighting because you can see the problems coming, and suddenly my brain said, "no, we're all full up on difficult, heavy things to handle right now thank you." and the only thing I read while I was in NYC was slowly fighting my way through Harry Potter à L'école des Sorciers, because that was the level of tension I was able to take at that point. I think I could start up reading again (and should), but have ended up doing more frivolous things instead lately (like trying to play Mass Effect and failing).
I did sort of prioritize going to music things this year, and I think that went well and made me happy, so I'm going to try to keep doing that. I'm not entirely sure how to usefully *find* them consistently, though. I think a lot of the time I was sort of just stumbling across things. Happy to take suggestions here. I have already gotten tickets for Walk the Moon next month, which I'm excited for.
I am a little worried the continued living on my own is making me weirder and less tolerant of things I used to habitually deal with, but I'm also still not unhappy with being alone, so I'm sort of unclear on my end conclusion here. I do think I did a better job of making sure I was being social throughout the year, and didn't hit a sort of drought, the way I felt I did in 2017.
One thing I couldn't fit in a monthly format, but which definitely shaped this year was oddness at work with some unfortunate hires of toxic people in power, which eventually resolved itself and we got rid of them, but caused um. A lot of strife and contributed to losing some coworkers I really miss. I'm reasonably happy with where we are now, but had been considering leaving for a while in there. On the positive side, if I had to leave at this point, I feel like I have a much more solid skillset and no detractors on my resume, like I was afraid of a couple years back.
Semi-relatedly, I think over 2018 one thing I did consistently improve on is technical skills at my job. I look at queries I write now with no pausing for looking at reference information, etc, versus what I was doing in January and it's a quite significant improvement. I also explicitly went out of my way to get more comfortable with rails console, and I'm happy about that.
I'm also happy about the places I put myself forward, musically, even when it didn't pay off. I don't consider myself a singer, but most of my opportunities now are there, since being a classical flutist doesn't allow for a lot of opportunities, so I'm putting in some work on that, and I'm happy that I'm doing so.
Oh, and I'm super happy to have found a way to volunteer for political causes that doesn't involve a lot of talking to strangers - data entry is apparently a constant need for campaigns, and is 100% in my skill set and doesn't make me hate life. I am absolutely doing that again in the future.
I also finally starting hanging artwork in my place, and got a print done of my favorite pic from vacation, taken from Blackfriar's bridge, looking over the Thames at sunset. I'm pretty happy with it. :)
On the whole... I dunno, I guess it was a reasonable year, and I definitely made sure to get enough experience type things I enjoy into it. I am still sucking at balancing how busy I am versus not seeing people enough. Some weeks are just "AUGH, what is free time??" and some are "well, I have three nights free, so I guess I'll play some more BS video games this week..." and I never end up in what feels like quite the right place for long.
Well, belatedly, that was my 2018. Here's hoping 2019 is good to all of us.