A Year in Fails

Emily Apuzzo Hopkins | January 2nd, 2024

It would be so easy for me to look at 2023 and the lack of posts on my website and call that a failure.

So easy.

I set out a goal to be more creative - to show up here more and create versus consume, but I did not show up at all. Here, at least.

What I DID do, however, is show up through writing professionally. I contributed to several blog posts for our company’s site, contributed to lesson plans, and even posted a bit more on LinkedIn.

Did it look like I expected?

Sure didn’t.

Did I beat myself up about it?

Sure did!

But some other good things included… getting my health journey back in alignment post-hysterectomy… getting cast in a comprimario role for this coming April 2024… making time for people I love… and by golly, just granting myself some gosh-dang grace.

Do I have any grand plans for 2024?

Not really.

More of the same? Maybe slightly better versions of the same? Or maybe dissect what the heck ChatGPT suggested I do here. We’ll see.

I do know this.

I will not be subscribing to hustle culture. (I just can’t. The years of perfectionism just wore me down and I will not be doing that again.)

I will be advocating for… my needs, my wants, and everything in between.

I will also be turning 40 and I am pretty excited about that.

So cheers to a new year? An old(er) me? I’m not really sure exactly… 

… and it is more than fine.

No big declarations. No billboards proclaiming what I will or won’t do. No promises to myself or any of you other than this:

I might show up here.

I might write some things.

Enjoy them… or not.

Relate to them… or not.

But other than that - hi. Hello again.

Happy 2024.