If it’s true that “what you do on the first of the year is what you’re going to do for the rest of the year,” I think I may be in trouble.
So far today, January 1, I’ve managed to clean, nap, cook and walk into another room four times, forgetting what I was there for and then working on something else, until I walked back into the kitchen and remembered what it was I intended to do originally.
This does not bode well.
In fact, it took me looking at the stove four times this afternoon before I realized that it wasn’t 4 p.m., but that the oven was on and cooking at 400°.
Does that mean for the rest of the year I’ll be dazed and confused, or that it will just take me longer to realize what I’ve actually been accomplishing?
I feel like I’m getting old and forgetful.
In my defense though, it’s been a long couple of weeks.
There have been numerous holidays, lots of stuff going on, one huge party, a few set backs and disappointments and a ton of work commitments to get thru. It didn’t feel much like a vacation, even if I was “technically” off work.
Come to think of it, with 70° weather and rain, it didn’t feel much like Christmas either.
At one point last week, I was given the opportunity, several actually, to walk away from a commitment. It would have been the easier thing to do. I would have disappointed others, but it would probably have been easier for me to just walk away from what I had said I was going to do.
Then, I thought about what my friend Steve has said to me before. “If you say you’re going to do something, do it.”
And that’s what I did. I kept my word. I, along with several others, threw a huge party and while it wasn’t the overwhelming success we thought it would be earlier this year, it was still a success.
Which got me thinking.
Maybe if I said that I was going to do something today, and then did it, it would be a better indication of what the rest of my year would be like.
As such, I’ve decided to start the year off right writing.
Inspired by my blogger girl crush, the Refashionista, I have started a challenge for myself. While she will do a post a day for 366 days (leap year, you know), I will do a post a week. That’s a big leap for someone who has not really posted anything since before Halloween.
I think I will do them on Mondays. I always hate Mondays, so maybe writing for myself on a Monday will make it easier for me to face them.
And I’m going to work on other things too.
I’m going to finish my cookbook for my sons – all of our family recipes, interspersed with some of my old columns, and a few of our old family stories. I want to have it ready to give to my oldest son if and when he moves out.
I’m going to seriously work on getting my children’s books published – starting with “My Little Zombie” for which I found an illustrator recently.
I’m going to focus on finishing my novels and getting down to the editing process.
I’m going to write about the Children of Clay – a project I’ve wanted to work on for almost a year now.
I’m going to write a history book about Anderson.
There’s also a lot to look forward to this year.
I’ll get my hip replaced in April or May. Little Mason will graduate in June. Max will start working – if all goes well and the Hot Topic angels are smiling on him. And in October, Pints for the People will enter its fifth year of giving away money to charities.
That’s a lot of good stuff.
And I’ll write about it all.
One week at a time.
If I can remember what I’m supposed to be writing about when I go into my office, that is….
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