I discussed in my post how 2018 shaped up and how I think my one word went. This time I wanted to discuss my one word and my other goals for 2019.
I’ve been listening to the Munchkin for almost the past month wish most people “Happy Christmas” instead of the more traditional “Merry Christmas” used here in the US. I wondered where she came up with it because we are very clearly NOT British (the usual suspect of Happy Christmas) and she’s not old enough to watch all my beloved BBC shows with me yet so I decided to do a little digging into the Happy versus Merry difference.
This year was the first year I attempted the “one word” for the year and you can see my post here about choosing the word “forward”. I chose forward for a lot of different reasons but mainly because I felt like I had stalled in my adulthood. It wasn’t really in a bad way but I felt like I had hit a wall in my growth and was just trying to find out who I was as a person again. I think all in all I did pretty well in 2018.Continue reading “Year in Review – Forward in 2018?”
To piggy back on the “I’m a failure” post I thought I would talk about a phrase that has helped me really over come my need for doing it all and doing it all well.
Disclaimer: I honestly think I didn’t “fail” this weekend but it was not a magical long holiday weekend but due to the perfection disease that seems to be spreading I thought I would share with you a list of my failings this long holiday weekend.
NaNoWriMo….WTF? What have I decided to do? Why did I put this on my plate for the month of November leading into the holiday season. Did I think I’d have nothing better to do than sit around and write an NOVEL (approximate 50,000 words or almost 1,700 words a day) in the course of the month. Because I’ve been so good about doing my creative pursuits that I thought it would be a brilliant idea to add another one….this all makes complete sense. If I could just do the biggest facepalm right now I would. Why on earth have I done something like this to myself? Why am I taking this on?
The fall is one of my favorite times of the year. Not only is it starting to get cooler out (usually) and the leaves are changing making the colors here in my neck of the woods beautiful but it’s the season that really makes me think about family and spending time with them. Up until a few years ago, that just meant having adults to spend that time with but as I watch the munchkin grow, this season takes on a whole new meaning for me.
(It wasn’t THAT cold but she did want to wear her hat and gloves to the pumpkin patch)
Disclaimer: The person who this gift is for has not been the cause for my anxiety or perfection disease other than the fact that I feel I owe her my best. She even said “anything made in love is wonderful” or something to that nature way back when. All thoughts are my own mind working against itself and it’s own disease to please.
A few months ago a dear friend of mine was explaining her struggle with her new place and I felt compelled to try and help by offering her some handiwork to make it feel more like her home…this is the saga.
As an adult, woman, person, teacher, and parent I have had some terrible ideas and some amazing ideas, some things that have worked, some that have bombed terribly and some that are both good and bad ideas all at the same time. The indoor sandbox has become one of those ideas.