I seem to remember something
along the lines of promising my-
self some changes for the new
year.
Strange, we're only ten days
in and I'm not really certain
I recall any of them; maybe
the odd self-improvement or
so . . .
. . . like eating better, losing
a tad more weight and getting
out more. The only one I like
of these particular three is the
latter.
I'm finding, in my anti SAD fight
(Seasonal Affective Disorder),
that getting my ass out in the real
world from time to time is actually
quite helpful! Methinks I'm just
ever so comfy in my own little
cabin!
Bottom line, what's to be my
focus for the next several months?
I won't allow myself more than
three, so what's it to be? I'd like
to think outside the box this time
around . . .
So perhaps, getting out a bit more
is a good place to start. Interacting
with more people, family and
friends comes to mind . . . albeit
e-mails, letter and cards, or visits
and telephone calls.
If I'm counting right, I get one more!
And, I'd like that to be surprises.
In our modern day world, we have
to be so organized. My mom used to
accuse me of having my life planned
from the cradle to the grave. Alas, I
don't think she was far from wrong.
Sooooo, surprises here I come, or
do I have that backwards?! Come
on guys, lend me a hand here; help
me be surprised . . .
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