The big day is over and the garbage truck has already come and taken away the ripped up wrapping paper and turkey bones. I thought I'd take a moment to look back in the splinter of time before the new year and my new broken resolutions. This is a stretch for "home", but Illustration Friday didn't give me a new word for the week -- which is a real shame since I had a day off and could've spent some time on it.
I've done an index like this every year since I started blogging. The original idea being that I needed a way to glance back at what I'd posted, then it just seemed like a good idea and I continued doing it. Though to be perfectly honest I didn't keep up with it this year, which meant that I had to go back through a year of posts to pick up all my thumbnails.
It was a good way to spend the day. 2014 at a glance seems like a really long year, but I had some good moments along the way. I took trips and saw important people I hadn't seen in too long of a time. I made some new art, some of which I'm really proud of making. I had some insights, relived some memories, enjoyed my friends, got through work irritations. That's all life.
We all do some variation of the same kinds of things within a year, but I think we mostly go through the steps unconsciously, just doing and living without really taking stock of any of it all that much. Individual days just aren't that important or exciting. Yet that's all our lives are, isn't it? A long series of uninteresting days which are hopefully pleasant enough to make our lives generally enjoyable.
I guess I'm starting to understand a little of the themes that I've blogged? Individual days, past or present, that are easily overlooked and forgotten. But within those days, there's something which makes that day matter. We just have to make them memorable or important in order to keep learning and growing.
Today I had lunch with Tim. I told him about the idjit at another restaurant who fell apart when I gave $20.05 for a bill of $10.03. The manager had to handle the transaction since I wanted a 10 dollar bill and 2 pennies instead of a mess of change and small bills. After Tim and I laughed about the past idjit, today's cashier tried to give me the wrong change three times. The humor wasn't lost on Tim. The manager had to take over the cash register at this restaurant too.
See it's a little thing, but I could write a whole post about people lacking basic math skills, America's dismal education, the fact that we let people like this vote -- or I can laugh. All those little moments are opportunities to decide whether or not we're going to be happy people, and we get those moments all the time.