At the New Years Eve party I went to last year, we were asked to write our resolutions on a chalkboard. Half cheeky, half true, I wrote: “Better job, better wine, better boys.”
So I had three jobs this year. I left my comfortable, safe GW home for something new. There was a short run at Hugh & Crye. I learned a lot here. Some smart skills. A ton about menswear. But mostly about myself, my values, and the incredible support network around me. Then I kind of stumbled into a dream job at Cava. I moved into it cautiously. I was unsure but ready to move forward. Remember last year at this time when I wrote Things I’m Afraid to Tell You? #1. Somehow I think I have it figured out a little bit. (Oh and you know what, I didn’t stumble into it. I earned it. *power pose*) This is just what I want to be doing and it encompasses everything I’m interested in. I’m excited to do the work. It’s food. It’s culture. It’s me. It’s where I want to grow. It’s where I feel supported. I didn’t have to shout about it, defend it, or sell it to my friends. I’m just so thankful to be a part of something I love so much and to have had so many learning experiences this year.
This was a challenging year but I managed to get through it with some amazing people. I think that’s where the wine comes in. A family trip to San Francisco and Sonoma, six weddings, dinners out with my friends – order the bottle? duh, catching up with old friends over brunch, meeting new girlfriends over punch, escaping DC with girlfriends, mid-Saturday sangria breaks, book (wine) club, restaurant openings, dates (we’ll get to that), birthdays and little celebrations. I will be thanking dozens of people for making my life sweeter this year. They’re all wonderful. We made good memories. I realized the things that really matter and remembered that life is good. And we drank and ate well along the way. This was the icing on top of the 2013 cake.
Boys. Ok, I wouldn’t say they were better. More of them maybe. Better stories for sure. The guy with the pigeon sweatshirt. 6 dates in 6 days. The 22 year old jazz musician. The crush who turned into my best friend. The one I couldn’t remember his name on a second date. NSA guy and our one incredible date. The Dinosaur (Not because he was old. Because of his dinosaur costume.) Guys who paid, guys who didn’t. The nodder. The laugher. The one who never called. The guy I met on an airplane (come on! Why couldn’t have that one worked out?) The double date with guys we met on Refinery29. My Starbucks barista. The really sweet one that just didn’t click. Dating Hard. The has-this-really-been-going-on-for-over-a-year-and-a-half guy? The one I’m still hoping for.
I learned to love a lot of other things things year and love myself in many new ways too. Maybe that wasn’t the goal, but I think it was enough…probably even better.
Regardless, this year was fun and I’m not defeated yet. If anything, I’m entering 2014 totally energized. I’m feeling balanced in the places I wasn’t last year at this time. And feeling ready to prove myself in new ways. 2014 will be a career focused year for me. I want to challenge myself and grow professionally. Work smarter, take risks, build a team, learn a ton, measure progress, become a thought-leader. Outside of work, I have little goals for myself: go to yoga regularly (remember how good you feel when you do, Nikki?), rediscover why I love blogging and push myself to evolve, write just for myself more, take advantage of my free time wisely (aka turn off the TV), blast Britney and dance more, know my money, keep confident. I’m excited. Let’s do this.
Cheers to 2013 and even better 2014.
“May all your joys be wonderful and may all your pains be champagne.”