Each year I indulge myself in a public self-examination; I look back on my New Year’s Resolutions. This practice began when this was a little private blog, and while it still is a relatively little blog, it is now very public. I mention this because I’ve looked at my 2011 Resolutions and shuddered at how pitifully I failed. NTL, one goal of this blog has always been to document my virtual life, so I’m going to continue this embarrassment one more time. /me shakes her head.

1) Continue tradition of parties at Yordie’s Zen Garden.
Succeeded: Technically, I can claim marginal success because in January, we (my ex and me) held a Winter Celebration at the Nishijima garden. Otoh, there was no Summer party because there was no longer a garden, just an ex.

2) Continue hosting at Junkyard Blues
Failed: Let’s just say, events lead me away.

3) Continue exploring The Grid.
Succeeded: My sense of wanderlust keeps me exploring, regardless of other considerations. My biggest exploration this year: The Blake Sea & environs.

4) Expand my roleplay experience.
Failed: Let’s just say, events took a turn a sad turn.

5) Upgrade Yordie’s Zen Garden.
Failed: Oh my, did this go badly! My Resolution said, “No, no, no, I’m not going to tear the garden down… I [just] want to upgrade into the garden.” Then I took the garden down four times, but rebuilt it only three times.

6) Improve Being Yordie Sands blog.
Succeeded: I feel that the additions and changes made through the year helps explain the increase in readers (up from 30%-50%). Of course, in the final analysis, only readers know.

8) Manage my inworld time better.
Failed: Let’s just say, events pulled me hither and yon, far too often.

In short, I achieved only half of my 2011 Resolutions. But, I did learn a lot. I’ve been able to identify activities that remain important to me from year to year. I can see that each year I made commitments to my garden, blogging, writing, exploring, and charities. I’ve also involved myself in hosting and roleplay. Plus, I’ve made commitments to several diverse communities.

And I’ve learned that my friendships revolve around the activities I’m most involved in (kind of a duh). Even as I write this I can feel the weight of my commitments. And lest I forget, I was committed to a partnership for over half the past year. Oh, then there’s my commitment to shopping!

I guess I try to do too much, huh? (Kind of another duh.)