Successes and Failures

Well, here we are again. Did you have a good New Year's? I hope that it was suitably festive, and that you were as happy as you could be in these difficult times.

This is something of a lightweight entry, because I'm still trying to finish up some more essay-length pieces on which I've been working, but my hiatus plays neatly into something that I've thinking about.

I don't really make Resolutions at the New Year. Never been able to keep them, never see the point. But I had some hopes for the beastly year of 2008, and thought that I'd just review them, while enjoying a few old episodes of QI (sadly, one with the much-missed Linda Smith is playing right now - damn, was she ever funny). Here goes...

Successes

• House reorganisation: I can't entirely take credit for this, but the house is more or less in order. Rooms are organised, although there are a couple closets that still need work, and a few other small tasks, and the basement (oh, dear, the basement...), but on the whole, that counts as a success.


• The Beagle Web Store: Like so many things, this is a work in progress, but it's up and running, so hooray for me.

Failures

• Blog entries: I'd come up with the arbitrary number of entries that I wanted to have done for the year - that number was 200. Missed it by a bit. For 2009, I'm setting the bar at 250, and we'll see what happens.


• Reading: I have this number in my head again - I want to read at least sixty books in a year. I think that this year I'll end up around thirty-five. I started a hell of a lot more, but, at the end of the day, I'm a slow reader. I'm going to have a bash at it again, though.


• Book reviews: Again, I'd wanted to review at least two books per month over at Science Books Reviewed, and I've fallen well short of that. So more work to do there. I've got more books and reviews in the pipeline already: we'll see how it goes.

I'm sure that there are other things to note in this context, but, for the moment, I'll leave it there. Back to not reading, not writing, and lazing about all the long day. Until next time, gentle reader.