They say it isn’t over until the fat lady sings….well…..La la la la la, it's over....nothing remains except the spruce needles that will pop up from time to time in the coming year.
I've been thinking about resolutions, to do or not to do. Do they last enough to waste the time spent on their consideration? After the Christmas overindulgence, behaving dietwise might be a plan but that's ongoing, a lifestyle, not something to break out for a few days into the new year. Maybe I should just take one day at a time and enjoy my life without beating myself up for the lack of stamina needed to keep self promises. I have enough guilt.....
Speaking of guilt, I’m feeling a bit naughty for not attending an open house over the weekend. I wanted to go right up until the day, but was so tired that morning wild horses couldn’t drag me out of my house. I’m not the most social creature on the planet and once I’m home it’s hard to purge me out of it,...... I couldn’t muster the energy to shower and dress...the sofa called to me and I obliged by wiling away the day watching bits of movies while drifting in and out of sleep, happy as a pig in poop to be there, with four dogs on top of me for warmth.
Normally I work six days a week so I cherish that one day off and although last week was part holiday it sure seemed awfully busy and tiring Even the big guy upstairs needed time off but I wouldn't dare compare my life to his, I'm just sayin....Sunday works. I envy people who are up for anything....immediately following an impromptu suggestion, they're grabbing their hat and coat....but me? I need time to way the pros and the cons, try it on for size, get used to the feel of this mental twist. I think at times it would be nice to be more up for things, but I'm molded now and if I changed, the shock might kill someone.
I'll admit, I'm simple minded. I go to work and happily do my thing but when I'm home I like the quiet life. I'm a two pedal bicycle in a racing car world. Maybe my thyroid is sluggish, a reasonable answer to my homebody mentality...maybe I'm just boring.....a stick in the mud. I'm already groaning over New Years. What happened to me? I used to like to go out and party, put on the sequins and dance up a storm. Now I just want to wrap myself in polar fleece, sit in front of the fire with my pups. Napping is the way I roll these days, I can barely get out of my own way to do it! I'll bet you're saying, my Christine, if only you had some real problems.....
I've been thinking about resolutions, to do or not to do. Do they last enough to waste the time spent on their consideration? After the Christmas overindulgence, behaving dietwise might be a plan but that's ongoing, a lifestyle, not something to break out for a few days into the new year. Maybe I should just take one day at a time and enjoy my life without beating myself up for the lack of stamina needed to keep self promises. I have enough guilt.....
Speaking of guilt, I’m feeling a bit naughty for not attending an open house over the weekend. I wanted to go right up until the day, but was so tired that morning wild horses couldn’t drag me out of my house. I’m not the most social creature on the planet and once I’m home it’s hard to purge me out of it,...... I couldn’t muster the energy to shower and dress...the sofa called to me and I obliged by wiling away the day watching bits of movies while drifting in and out of sleep, happy as a pig in poop to be there, with four dogs on top of me for warmth.
Normally I work six days a week so I cherish that one day off and although last week was part holiday it sure seemed awfully busy and tiring Even the big guy upstairs needed time off but I wouldn't dare compare my life to his, I'm just sayin....Sunday works. I envy people who are up for anything....immediately following an impromptu suggestion, they're grabbing their hat and coat....but me? I need time to way the pros and the cons, try it on for size, get used to the feel of this mental twist. I think at times it would be nice to be more up for things, but I'm molded now and if I changed, the shock might kill someone.
I'll admit, I'm simple minded. I go to work and happily do my thing but when I'm home I like the quiet life. I'm a two pedal bicycle in a racing car world. Maybe my thyroid is sluggish, a reasonable answer to my homebody mentality...maybe I'm just boring.....a stick in the mud. I'm already groaning over New Years. What happened to me? I used to like to go out and party, put on the sequins and dance up a storm. Now I just want to wrap myself in polar fleece, sit in front of the fire with my pups. Napping is the way I roll these days, I can barely get out of my own way to do it! I'll bet you're saying, my Christine, if only you had some real problems.....
Happy New Year everyone!
Stay safe and I'll see you next year!
Stay safe and I'll see you next year!
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