A clean slate is how I’m looking at the day…an opportunity for change.
Have you ever heard, the definition of insanity is, doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result?
2016 for me was all about my move after living in the same place for almost 40 years. It was big. I know other people who switch apartments like socks, but that was not the case here. After moving in a year ago, I’ve spent much of my energy acclimating to doormen, living above the radar, more or less being a legit persona.
After I’d been working for almost a week from 4 a.m. till late, the super called to make sure I was okay since no one had seen me.
In my old place, I would have had to have been dead for days, my aroma peppering the halls, before anyone noticed.
I’m not nuts having my whereabouts questioned, but will stay in the grace of a collective concern.
See, that’s a change, along with no more drinking and taking recreational steroids every time a little ache or pain comes a callin, making a commitment to a higher standard of self-care.
In other words, I’ll have more than Good and Plenty for breakfast.
I will toss in improving my mental state as well, not concerning myself with what others think of me, putting a halt to those incessent apologies for my subsequent hearing loss.
If you can’t handle repeating a sentence, then go converse with someone else.
My art also will be a priority. I love my blog, it’s become such a part of me, but I need to spread my creative wings more. It’s cozy being the boss of your own page, penning whatever comes to mind, but I want to write more than my 4 or 5 essays a week.
This will make 1,501, so I’m not discrediting myself, only making a public promise to plump up my body of work.
So there you have it, Susannah’s quasi, off-the-cuff list of New Year’s resolutions.
I can’t say enough, how great it feels, since…
hope, that charming visitor, is in the air.