It’s my favorite time.
7am. Any day. The house is quiet and peaceful and I can hear the mourning doves outside. The new cat that has adopted me (!) is purring loudly from the bed as I sit at my desk and try to think what to tell you about. It’s a new year. A new start. So many choices to make. So many changes ahead. It’s my favorite time.
The last quarter of 2014 can suck it. I had issues:
1. breast cancer (my Mom’s came back but she’s fine now, thankfully)
2. the painful death of my uncle
3. my dog was put to sleep
4. I had an infected tooth that tried to kill me and the antibiotics subsequently did as well
5. oh wait, I still hate my job and what I do 40 hours a week
I’ve been sick for almost 90 days. That’s kind of ridiculous really but it started with the death of my dog and it’s been a downward spiral since then. Anxiety, depression, etc. First world problems, I know, but all the same they’ve been taking me down. I’ve been drinking only more than I’m sleeping, really. Just in a coma. FINALLY coming out. New Year. New Gal. GET IT TOGETHER.
Time for change. For exercise. For mediation. For writing. For new careers and new endeavors.
The Douchebags and I are heading to San Francisco for my 47th birthday. How fabulous is that?
I’m not sure what’s planned but I know it will be fantastic as long as the four of us are together. I’m a lucky gal. Friends, love, laughter and more. I just need to remind myself more often. 2015 is going to be a year of change. This is going to be THE YEAR. For all of us. Let’s all join together and agree on that, okay? Make the changes in your life that you want to see and I’ll do the same.
Want some advice? I read somewhere that if something takes less than two minutes, just do it. A chore. A household thing. Whatev. If it’s less than 2 minutes just do it. This little trick has changed my life. Putting dishes away. Folding some laundry. Washing a window. Taking out trash. Less than 2, make it happen. You’ll be surprised.
I wrote this blog in less than two minutes. Happy New Year.