One year ago, as 2008 morphed into 2009, I thought things were pretty stable. Only the date on the calendar would differentiate it from the year before.
How wrong I was.
I now face unemployment at the end of January and uncertainty beyond that. My wife, in an uncharacteristically optimistic mood, speculated that since we thought 2009 would be fine and it was otherwise that perhaps our apprehensions about 2010 will also be wrong and that some unforeseen change of fortune will turn things to the better.
I wonder how many people on New Year’s Eve 1929 awaited the arrival of 1930 thinking “things can only get better”?