The measure of a year is what you got done, and what you got through. 2011, for my country, was a pretty big and fairly horrible year, for me 2011 was probably best defined by me as ‘treading water’.

I keep re-writing this. I think maybe because last year was probably the first in a while with no one defining moment, and it sort of feels like it all went by so fast there’s nothing to look back on and say ‘yup, that was my 2011′.

One thing I think I really realised in 2011 is that life is short, routines are easy to fall into and as the years have gone by, Ive become more and more scared of change.

Instead of plotting out my 2012 during the holidays, I had some good conversations about how life would go if you got to start again, what is more important, being secure or really living? and how easy it would be now to settle into a new, smaller business (as much as Ive enjoyed it so far, I wonder if the smaller you get, the smaller your vision for what’s possible becomes).

So 2012 will hopefully be the year after the year of cruising. The year that Im refreshed and ready to get my teeth into something scary, challenging and life changing.

Who knows what I will be writing this time next year. I would like to think some of the things that are taking off now will be quite solid by then. I would like to think Ill be closer to feeling comfortable with my decisions and myself. But most of all, as with 2011, I hope to look back and say ‘wow, that was a fun year.’