So far, the beginning of this year has been kicking my ass. Logistically, communication-wise, time-wise. Every time I've tried to sit down to take a brake, a deep breath, or just to peruse some blogs, frankly, something else comes out of the left field and trips me up. And we're only on day 12.
Here I was all calm, centered, full of sensible plans and now I feel like I'm riding on the crest of some enormous wave, staying afloat just fine, but unable to catch my breath.
It's not that things are awful, far from it, it's more like they're relentless. But as long as this isn't a preview of the whole year somehow, it's all good.
In the meantime I've actually been chased by the mail-lady carrying two beauteous packages, found my new favorite hat, which I'm hoping will help me pass for a boy and thus able me to enlist in the Union Troops as a drummer and waited for our annual snowfall.
I can almost smell that snow in the air. In the absence of snow, I'd take a few frozen ponds for ice skating purposes.
Sadie and Sara's packages came the day after a sweet surprise from Nicole and her daughter K. Thanks to you ladies, I'll be well clad till next year.
Fingers crossed that the whirlwind of last two weeks is the last of it and I'll have time to focus on sending out my own packages, catching up on blogs and emails, and generally just relax already.
I've taken nary a walk lately, so this frosty weather, with a little bit of sunshine, was like a balm to my restless mind. Just like alone time, time in nature, just observing, not harvesting, or exercising seems like an essential part of feeling balanced.
How's your new year been so far?
Ps. Before I forget entirely: Teeny, you've won a copy of Soapbox and I'm pretty sure I already have your address, so beware, some day soon I'm going to start paying off my enormous mail debt.