Happy New Year!
I’m keeping my expectations low, but I feel hopeful that life will begin to resemble what it looked like Before. Maybe. Hopefully. Not right away, of course, but gradually and with great caution. It’s good to have a dream.
Today is Friday. I’ve had to keep reminding myself what the actual day of the week it is. It doesn’t feel like Friday. I’m thankful it is, though. It kinda feels like a Saturday, which would make tomorrow Sunday and I’m not really ready for that yet. I’ll take a couple more days, please, before I have to go back to work.
I have spent most of the afternoon doing my “unraveling” exercise. I’m totally done with 2020. I’ll be opening a new journal a bit later tonight and preparing it for my 2021 thoughts. I love new notebooks just like I love turning the page of the calendar. It feels like potential.
Have you made any resolutions for this shiny new year? I haven’t formalized anything, but I’ve got a few thoughts floating around in my head. Last year I had a pretty big list, which I revised and pared down around my birthday time. I think I’ll keep it a little more simple this year.
I did meet my reading goal of 67 books last year. I feel good about it. Last night during our book club meeting, one of the women said she read 107 books this year. She said she listened to a lot of audio books. I have never listened to an audio book. MT listens to audio books while he is working, but my work doesn’t really lend itself to listening to a full story. Maybe if I was going on a road trip or something, I might try listening to an audio book. I don’t have any road trips coming up, though.
My goal of 67 books kinda stressed me out at the end of the year, which is kind of not the point. I do love to read, but sometimes it felt like that was all I did. I have whittled my reading goal waaaaay down this year (to 36!) so that I can do things like watch movies or study languages or do yoga without feeling like I am cheating on my reading. 36 books is just three books a month. Totally do-able and comfortable.
I know. I’m weird. Sometimes I am so far in my head that it’s scary.
That’s all I’ve got for tonight. I’ll check in on Sunday!
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