Dear 2010

Good to have you here.  Sorry for any mess left behind by 2009, who was particularly unruly and seems to have left the place in a right mess.  Seriously, I blame the parents.  Tsk.

Anyway, thanks for reading this letter and there are a couple of things I’d like to talk about.

Before I do that, thanks so much for everything in 2009, particularly for encouraging my sense of humour and finding lots of things for me to laugh at and laugh with.  You might have heard how important laughter is to me, so it would be great if we can keep that going.  Cheers.  I also met a bunch of good people, and you know how much that means to me.  Awesome.

Right, first off I need some help with this coaching thing and the blog.  As things have got busier and my health has worsened, I’ve had less and less energy to spend here and I’ve found it hard to figure out exactly what to do with my coaching business.  The reason I freelance is primarily because it pays well, and secondly because I get to work with some really good people (thanks again).  I want to up my game and take the confidence coaching to a whole other league, but it has to offer me those same things and balance well with my health.

I get such a buzz from seeing people’s confidence grow and their lives grow as a result – it totally rocks and I count myself lucky to be able to do that.  But I want – I need – to do more of it, and in different ways.  What I need is a little clarity and some motivation to get it moving and some sparks of inspiration to look at how I can work together with other people and have bucket loads of fun.  I feel a little stuck with it right now, so if you can help to un-jimmy it that would be grand. Thanks.

Next, I want to fall in love with someone again.  Yeah, I know how that sounds, but in my head it’s all wistful and whimsical like an episode of Ally McBeal.  Look, there’s the Biscuit, walking around in bare feet, summoning the spirit of Barry White.  Leaving Ally to one side, I worked with the awesome Hiro Boga recently and one comment she made is that she had the sense I was “born with a broken heart”.  That kinda rings true.  I’ve been in love three times and each time it was the most exhilarating, painful, awkward, amazing and exciting thing I could imagine.  I want to get the shit kicked out of me by love again, so it would be kinda cool if you could help me to do that, to go beyond flirting to the place where I’m just plain terrified and enjoying every moment.  If they look like Uma Thurman or Brandon Routh that’s even better.

Lastly, and this is the big one, can I have my health back please?

It was last seen early on in 2008 I think, and you can’t really miss it.  Big, bright and bouncy with blue eyes and dimples.  Yeah, that’s it.  If I’m honest I never really knew that I had it, but I’ve really missed it over the last few months.  I’m a little tired of feeling exhausted, the dizzy spells and nausea aren’t my favourite, and having my body ache all the time is certainly something I can do without.  If you can help to get this fixed it’ll be much appreciated.  I’ll tell everyone I know how nice you are, honest I will.

I know you’ll be busy clearing the place up after 2009 left (sheesh) and I’m willing to step up and do my bit, but if you can spare me some time to help me out on these things that would be so cool.  I’ll give you a big hug and bake you a cake to say thanks.

Thanks
Steve