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Well, whatdayaknow? My analysis while staring at 2010 in my rear view mirror indicates that last year seemed to think it was Kyle Busch on the final lap of the Indy 500. How did 365 days move so quickly?

Not to be cliche, but so much happened in 2010.

A relationship ended. A relationship began.

I learned. I tried. I failed. I tried again.

I dreamed. I grew.

I planned. I relaxed.

I laughed — a LOT. I cried — more than I wanted to cry.

I thought I knew what I wanted. I changed my mind. And then changed it again.

I worked hard to salvage something — and then let that same something go because it was the healthiest step to take.

I made intelligent decisions. I asked myself what the hell I was thinking when I made poor decisions.

For the first time I suffered the death of a loved one. My grandpa, my mom’s dad, died two days before Christmas. That, in essence, was shitty. No other way around it.

So, so much happened in 2010.

I expect big, big things, 2011. You’re on notice that you have some large shoes to fill left by 2010. Even though 2010 packed so much activity into 525,600 minutes, I would keep 90% of that activity.

Last week the gentleman friend and I were discussing goals, accomplishments and dreams. I told him to feel special because I shared some goals and dreams near and dear to my heart. Now I’m telling y’all the same thing: FEEL SPECIAL, damn it! Here’s a little piece of my heart, some activity I am working to fill part of the next 521,280 minutes.

1. Move

This could mean into my first house in the same city or a new residence in a new city. I’m open!

2. Do freelance writing work again

I miss being published. I miss that type of deadline. I just miss what God created me to be — a word junkie.

3. Buy my wiener dog named Earnie!

I have been talking about this dog for 4 years now. It’s about time!

4. Compete in ballroom dance again.

I love, LOVE teaching others to find their own passion for dance but I crave to experience again the thrill of you, your partner, the music and the dance floor.

5. Travel internationally

The list of places I want to visit grows longer by the day — and I have an adventure partner who’s ready to go. What more could a girl want? (Other than maybe a winning lottery ticket to finance said travels. We’ll start slow with one trip and go from there.)

I’ll keep you posted (get it, posted?) for each of these as they happen. Trust me, they WILL happen. I’m getting ballsier with age.

What are your goals for 2011?