Dear 2011, Your ass is mine.

To the year in question, 2011.

Your older brother, 2010 gave me quite a bruising during his time with me. Sorry to be the one to tell you, as I know you just got here, but I own you. I’m not going to let you sneak on past me this year. This is the year the book gets finished, the year I launch a whole new video program and the year I start my membership site. No 2011, you’ll just have to be a passive observer as I work circles around you, pushing the boundaries and coming up with the hardest amount of work just when you thought I was going to quit. No such luck. I am determined and willing to take action.