Actually, I'm here at work doing absolutely nothing. Got here late, no thanks to feeling like ass after last night's Forced Christmas Extravaganza with Spouses and Very Strong Drinks. Took a long lunch. And even though we're closing early, I'm leaving even earlier.
Shhh. I also had drinks with lunch. And didn't bother with any breath mints or gum. I am such a badass.
Deep Thoughts by Builder Mama: I realized yesterday that maybe I've been not exactly giving the things in my life the right priorities. I think I've let some extraneous things get the best of me this year, and it's time for me to get back in the driver's seat.
My three goals for next year:
- Take care of myself.
- Take care of my family.
- Take care of my friends.
In that order. I kind of let things spin out of control after my dad became ill in August, and I have really put myself at the rock bottom of the priority list, and don't even get me started on the family and friends stuff. Geez.
Why so introspective, you ask? I got this postcard in the mail yesterday that the 10K race that I loved so much last year starts registration on December 26th. And I'm going to do it, and train for it like I should. Add to that discovering that sometimes you can give a friendship everything you've got to give and get hurt in return. And also realizing that your life is whizzing by before you can even blink and you don't realize what's happening. Lots of stuff going through my head this week. Lots of sorting stuff out and trying to make sense of it all.
Does it ever happen? Do you ever feel like it's all tied up in a neat little package? Maybe that would be boring, I'm not entirely sure.
I do think I have to live for today, though. I can't worry about the future, can't dwell on the past. I have to live for the now. So that's my goal for next year.
For now, though, it's off to the liquor store to prepare for the visit to the Out Laws' house and home to pack up the wagon train. Stay sane, y'all, because I sure can't.