Scratch resolutions. They are nothing more than reminders of how we have let ourselves down. Again.
Upon reading through my past Happy New Year 1 blog, I find not much has changed. I continue to avoid artichoke hearts and have yet to lose weight. In fact, I’ve gained a couple pounds…tis the season you know.
The problem is this new year resolution stuff comes right after gorging ourselves during Christmas. Who arranged that? Poor planning if you ask me. Those who knock themselves out preparing holiday junk food; who am I to be rude by refusing to eat it?
This reminds me of what my husband, Dave, has always said. “If it tastes good, spit it out!”
Another decision I made long ago was to discontinue sending Christmas cards. Go figure, this year we received more than the usual folks trying to bone up their business. We actually heard from friends; whom I have decided have more of a life than we do.
Many send greetings through social media, which I find less personal and depressing. Normal people take countless pictures of friends and family. More years than I care to admit, we went without a camera, now the camera is on our phone. That doesn’t mean I will remember to snap a few memories. This year I was bound and determined to do just that.
Too bad I didn’t get a picture of our Thanksgiving memory-maker. Our meal was laid out buffet style. For the table we painstakingly laid out the silverware place settings, making certain we were all gathered together. How wonderful that our family has grown so much we ran out of chairs! Sometimes it just doesn’t pay to plan.
Christmas day was spent with our daughter and son-in-law. With no pictures to prove it. Tradition, bah humbug!
COVID came for a visit and brought our New Year’s plans to a screeching halt. You do not hear me complaining; both of us are well and are just being cautious interacting with others. It was a quiet holiday. Dave is having a time well spent with woodworking projects and I am catching up on reading.
Regardless of how much planning goes into them, our days are what they are. It is what we make of them that counts. This year has been one of reflection on the good memories. I have chosen to revel in what I have…even if there are no pictures to prove it.
If the lens in our minds have clarity that is something to be thankful for. Happy four-day old New Year!
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Happy New Year to you guys as well. I think I’m becoming a bit of an introvert … I’m enjoying being cooped up and that doesn’t concern me… hmmmm. I definitely fail in the picture taking department … except with grandkids. There, I only miss some of the opportunities.
Be it ever so humble, there is no place like home.