Still trying to get my head around the year 2000 being history rather than futuristic
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It was widely predicted that the world was going to end 10 years ago, both by religious zealots, and those in charge of computing systems (anyone remember the millennium bug?).
A decade later and we’re still here. In fact there are ¾ of a billion more of us than there were at the turn of the millennium.
While reflecting on this surprising survival story, I thought I’d look back at my diaries since the year 2000 and see what themes would leap out.
There have been tragedies and there have been triumphs.
I have had a collapsed business, a new built business, a sold business, a failed new direction and a new, new direction - the outcome of which has still to be determined.
There has been the birth of one nephew, 6 great-nephews and nieces, and three grandchildren
I have lived in 3 different houses, owned 3 different cars and had 6 different mobile phones in my pocket.
There have been deaths. Too many, of course.
I have had an on-off battle with Depression, 2½ years of group therapy, 2 different 18 month periods spent on anti-depressants, time spent with a life coach and a stint with a cognitive behavioural therapist
There have been times of money, times of no money and times of near homelessness.
I have been given the rather useless diagnosis of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
There have been changes in weight, discovery of a vitamin B12 deficiency, discovery of a genetic mutation causing haemochromatosis, and the discovery I have abnormally small pupils.
I have created 5 different blogs with over 1,200 posts between them.
But through all this, two things have remained absolutely consistent across the whole decade.
One is the love Maggie and I have for each other has only ever grown stronger.
The other is I am horrifically bad at predicting the future. There has been no point in my life where I have been able to say with even vague accuracy how my life was going to go over the next year or two.
So who knows how the coming year or decade is going to turn out. I only hope it’s a good one for you.
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It was widely predicted that the world was going to end 10 years ago, both by religious zealots, and those in charge of computing systems (anyone remember the millennium bug?).
A decade later and we’re still here. In fact there are ¾ of a billion more of us than there were at the turn of the millennium.
While reflecting on this surprising survival story, I thought I’d look back at my diaries since the year 2000 and see what themes would leap out.
There have been tragedies and there have been triumphs.
I have had a collapsed business, a new built business, a sold business, a failed new direction and a new, new direction - the outcome of which has still to be determined.
There has been the birth of one nephew, 6 great-nephews and nieces, and three grandchildren
I have lived in 3 different houses, owned 3 different cars and had 6 different mobile phones in my pocket.
There have been deaths. Too many, of course.
I have had an on-off battle with Depression, 2½ years of group therapy, 2 different 18 month periods spent on anti-depressants, time spent with a life coach and a stint with a cognitive behavioural therapist
There have been times of money, times of no money and times of near homelessness.
I have been given the rather useless diagnosis of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
There have been changes in weight, discovery of a vitamin B12 deficiency, discovery of a genetic mutation causing haemochromatosis, and the discovery I have abnormally small pupils.
I have created 5 different blogs with over 1,200 posts between them.
But through all this, two things have remained absolutely consistent across the whole decade.
One is the love Maggie and I have for each other has only ever grown stronger.
The other is I am horrifically bad at predicting the future. There has been no point in my life where I have been able to say with even vague accuracy how my life was going to go over the next year or two.
So who knows how the coming year or decade is going to turn out. I only hope it’s a good one for you.
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