My funny is back, just in time for 2012

This is my “reflections on 2011” and “looking forward to 2012” post. It is inspired by two bloggers who write so beautifully and so deeply that they often give me a crisis of confidence when it comes to my own writing!

The first is Karen from The Rhythm Method who recently wrote this post about how she “broke her funny”. I am guessing it resonated with me because in the last few years I broke my funny too.

My sense of humour first took a hammering around April 2010 when (ironically) the darn rhythm method let me down for the first time. We had used it so successfully to conceive Jaden, I figured it could be reverse engineered and used as a highly effective form of contraception.

Apparently … no.

My uterus too was shocked at our naiveté and decided to show its utter disdain for the rhythm method by refusing to hold on to any of the four ‘accidents’ it was responsible for. This made for *quite* a stressful 17 month period. During this time I also thought it would also be fun to:

  1. Spend hundreds of hours I didn’t have corresponding tersely with our @#@$% builder
  2. Work stupid hours a week running my small business
  3. Try to be the world’s greatest mum ever
  4. Run a household
  5. Have a life

It should come as no surprise that my funny took one look at me and packed its bags for warmer climes.

At the end of 2010, things were bad and in my head I had put a whole bunch of stuff in place to make 2011 better. In actual fact, nothing had changed. It seems that when one is under pressure, one does tend to revert to type.

So while 2010 was a fairly shite year, 2011 was even shiter!

Things have improved immeasurably in the last couple of months however.

Even though it was August when I left the Swish office in Ant’s capable hands and started working from home, it took me till the end of November to actually chill out (yes I know!).

Then in December, my funny came back. I knew it was back because I was making X laugh. He has high standards when it comes to laughing. No polite titters from him to make you feel like your lame joke has hit the mark and he definitely has no time for emo sarcasm dressed up as humour. No, he reserves his chortling for the good stuff.

So I would like to take this opportunity to welcome back my funny and say a big THANK YOU to all the people who helped me find it. Lame as it sounds, 2012 is going to be all about keeping my funny around and being the best version of me I can be. Thanks to Eden for the inspiration for the latter (Read Eden’s post … seriously. You’re welcome.)