I generally like to pause for a few moments at the onset of every new year and type out some thoughts about where I am, where I’ve been, and what I think about where I am going. Obviously, this is a publicly viewable forum and as such, I cherry pick from the total pot of things going on and choose those I wish to have available to public view.
First off, 2010 was a success. I’m still alive. 28-0: Me.
I finished the CPA schooling and exam back in March. It did end up taking me the better part of six months to find that first accounting job. I bridged the gap between March and September with flight instructing gigs which paid me a little bit of lunch money and gave me a mission through the otherwise idle days. From September 7th onward, I worked (still do going into this new year) as a staff accountant at a local administrative solutions firm. The people are nice, the pay is reasonable, and I’ve gotten used to the daily happenings around there. The firm is slowly relocating to a new building that resides just beside the Lakeland Linder Regional Airport. As a pilot, I am hopeful that this move will allow me to be closer to the airport environment, give me some nice scenery to eat lunch to, etc.
I flew 268 hours during 2010, up from 126 hours during 2009. Thus, since I left the airline flying world, I’ve logged just about 400 flight hours. I don’t expect nearly that many during 2011. This year is going to be about earning money, finishing the CPA work experience requirement, and finally closing this chapter of my life (the pursuit of the CPA, that is). I honestly believe that the next big thing for me in aviation is going to be either another attempt at a professional gig or the purchase of my own aircraft should I decide to stay in accounting long term. I’d love to have my own airplane to fly – it has always been a dream of mine. Frankly, its not entirely outside my earning ability right now, just not quite comfortable with the prospect of it yet for several reasons.
During 2010, something huge came to light regarding the CPA that I wasn’t previously aware of. Apparently, my previous experience in public accounting doesn’t count towards the statutory work experience requirements needed for the license. As such, my runway was extended by over a year in finally wrapping up this CPA license. Finishing this thing was a goal for 2010 and in light of this extension is now rolled forward to 2011. The requirement dictates 1 year of work experience commencing after such time exam eligibility is attained. Long story short, that 1 year period began this last Sept 7th and assuming I am not laid off or otherwise ousted from my current position (frankly, this firm seems like a loaded gun at times), will end 8 months and 4 days from this moment as I type this post. From this vantage point, that seems like a long time away. However, I’ve been on this Earth for a while and know that it will come very quickly. At that time, I will receive a signed affidavit from my CPA superior which I will send into the state. Barring no additional holdups, I will finally attain this somewhat elusive goal of a CPA cert hanging on the wall with my name on it. At that moment, I will be free to decide where I want to go professionally. To stay on a similar path, try another go at professional aviation, or perhaps find a way to blend both disciplines – these are decisions that will need to be made in due time. As I’ve said many times before, accounting and aviation both offer some amazing pros and some not so amazing cons. And both professions (as do most) have significant dues paying involved right outside the entry gates. No matter which profession I ultimately choose to pursue, there will be a period of time where it just SUCKS until it begins to get better and better down the road. Ask similarly of the left seat guys at Southwest Airlines, UPS, etc and the owners of successful accounting firms which trenches they trudged through to get where they are and the answers will be more similar than they are dissimilar. The ultimate question then is a personal one – who am I really? And who do I want to be in 10, 15, or 20 years?
I hit it out of ballpark with the working out goal. I can honestly say I never skipped a workout through the entirety of 2010. I did skip some cardio workouts here and there and occasionally did 3 weight training workouts instead of 4, but I never slipped below that threshold. Looking back, I reached my goal for 2010 which was to prove to myself that I could stick to a workout plan for an entire year and not go the way of most resolutioners. Did I get results? Yes – but honestly, not quite like I thought I would. Am I disappointed? Perhaps a little. However, I believe reality is slower than dreams when it comes to the fitness world. It takes a LOOOOONNNNNGGGG time to get a solid physique. Some could argue the ROI just isn’t worth it. Results per unit of work are quite low. However, smarter eating and smarter training can improve the ROI, but even this takes time to learn and tweak and to discover what works and what doesn’t for each particular person (i.e. me). I am smarter than I was a year ago and as such, I am expecting better results during 2011 and look forward to another successful year in this department.
I did cause or perhaps just uncover a minor back problem during the year. My back doesn’t much like deadlifts or squats or any other back flexion type of movement. If my form isn’t PERFECT (and even if it is sometimes), it’ll set off some lower back pain for a couple days, which always goes away. As to how to handle it going forward, this is something I’ll need to confront during the year. However, the vast majority of exercises (upper body mainly) work great and cause me no problems. Regarding lower body, there are more benign movements available that still yield great results – one legged presses, split squats, lunges, etc that do not hurt the back at all. Perhaps, I’ll need to move into these other movements before long.
I am still married. That is a good thing. My wife and I joke that we are in a “stablish” relationship. But in the end, we are still in love with each other. I will not for a moment pretend that what we have is perfect. But it works and honestly, I couldn’t imagine sharing my life with anyone else. I’ve moved in and out of career aspirations, hobbies, and other pursuits, but I’ve managed to stick with her for almost 11 years now and really don’t have any regrets. I’m not sure what the future holds in many aspects of my life, but it does put a smile on my face to know who will be by my side throughout it all.
While 2010 was a good year in many ways, unfortunately, it did end on a sad note for me. The cat that I loved so much from the time I was 15 years old departed this world on New Year’s Eve. When we got him as a kitten – I went with my mom and picked him up – I was not even in high school yet. Marching in the Gaither High School band was still ahead of me and now it feels like ANCIENT history from my present vantage point. When I lived at home, he was my #1 guy. Inevitably, people grow up, as I did, move out of their parent’s homes, etc. When I moved out in 2005, my time with him was limited thereafter. I acquired some dogs that stole my heart as well, but Fritz (the name of my cat) always held a special place in it. Whenever I went to my mom’s house, I’d make a point to hold him and pet him. Within the last year or so, we knew his days were numbered. The vet said he had a heart condition (cardiomyopathy) and said he could go in a month or several months – just no way to tell. There were a couple times I’d get a call from my mom concerned that his final day was near, but he’d just bounce back to his normal (but still old and sluggish) self. Every time I’d get a phone call from my mom out of the blue, I’d wonder if it was to deliver bad news regarding Fritz. I’d even mentioned to the little bugger (though it was more for me than him) a few times over the last year or so that if he wanted to “head out”, he could. I knew his quality of life wasn’t great, he’d lost control of his bowel movements more less and had some serious losses of his ability to be a clean and regal cat – sleeping in this litter box, dragging poop stains on the floor, etc. I received a phone call on December 30th from my mom that turned out to be about the cat. She mentioned he wasn’t doing well at all. I didn’t know what to think because I’d heard this tune before, only to have him perk up again the next day – but in the end I was ready to deal with the ultimate because I’d thought about it coming for so long. The next day (New Year’s Eve), I received another call from my mom that she’d had to take him into the vet because he would barely stand up and looked to be in distress. The vet said he could be given some drugs and stuff to make him more comfortable – he was already in an oxygen chamber at the vet to help his heart get oxygen into his body – but that his time was very near at hand and it would just postpone the inevitable. But, in the end the vet ultimately, for Fritz’s comfort, recommended euthanasia. As such, the decision was made.
I am sad that I couldn’t be there with him in his final moments of life. But, this way did make it easier on me. Fritz was never known for his smarts – in fact he was often referred to as “Fritz the Ditz”. In reality, it probably wouldn’t have mattered anyway. In fact, he’d been put under anesthetics twice before for various reasons and we weren’t with him then. No doubt, this felt the same way to him and he didn’t know what was coming – it was probably a relief to him to leave behind his old dying body. I didn’t know at the time, though knew it could have been, that December 26th 2010 would be my last day with him.
Every animal is an eventual sadness to come. We get them as babies (in many cases) and they enhance our lives until their time is up and we must shed the inevitable tears at their passing. I paid my dues this last New Year’s Eve in the tears department, but I believe that I am over that phase now. The fact is that Fritz was 14 years old, going on 15. He always ate when he wanted to eat, always had water, always had air and heat, and always had love – at least from me whether with him in person or remotely as I got older. But, my mom did her part to take care of him on my behalf and I thank you for that, mom. He was a good kitty and I’m glad he was a part of my life and I will always have fond memories of him. Going forth, I focus on the lovely animals that I have now and just try to love them as much as I can, for their time, like all of ours, is coming some day.
In summary, 2011 will consists of lots of working out, finishing up the CPA license (FINALLY), and getting closer to that ultimate career destination. I want to try to focus on having more fun this year, smiling a little bit more, and not being afraid to relax a little bit. I tend to take life very seriously and I need to knock it off. I just turned 29 yesterday. While I know life goes on for quite sometime, I only have 364 more days that I can say I am in my twenties. There is a saying: “Live, love, laugh, and EAT”. Why not try to do a little bit more of all four?
2011 – Prepare to be PWNED!