I slid into twenty sixteen like an ill-prepared marathon runner crawls across the finish line. My muscles were sore, my brain hurt and my body needed about 14 gallons of water.
2015 was a year to praise for it’s glorious adventures: moving, jobs, friends, et al.
Just look at that map, though. That's every work trip, friend trip, Haney vacation (oh, hey, Mexico). It's great, right?
I'm so grateful to have a career that allows me to work with some of the most talented agriculturalists and developers in the world. Truly.
And I'm also grateful to say I'm a happy homeowner. A homeowner who really likes to stay home.
This year I'm going to live more intentionally. Weigh my options. Keep my priorities close. Do more of what makes me happy.
I can say this, you know, because it's a resolution I can keep. It's already February for crying out loud. I'm doing this. It's happening.