Hear Me on That
I’m not supposed to be awake yet.
Well, in the strictest sense of shoulds and shouldn’ts, it makes sense that I am awake … it’s morning, my eyes are open, and I’m clacking away on my laptop. What I mean is, it’s only 5:30. My alarm is not set to go off for another hour and a half. When I made my five-year plan back in 2006, I remember very distinctly setting the intention to be asleep at 5:30 a.m. on January 6, 2011. In life, though, it is very important to roll with the punches. If you glean nothing else from this post, hear me on that one.
Anyway, I’m doing what I used to do back in Boston when I woke up before dawn: writing. It’s a situation that’s not come up in a long while, as the insomnia that plagued me for the last few years happily did not follow me to California. Still, I enjoy every now and then getting a jump on the day and firing some neurons when they’re at their most potent. The down side of this approach, though, is I rarely have a topic planned. Xtreme Morning Posts™ can be rambling and diffuse, like my neurons at their most potent.
Just spitballing here, but we’re still in the opening days of a new year. It only seems logical to write about that … new beginnings and resolutions et cetera. The thing is, I wrote a pretty good post about all that last year, and my views remain largely unchanged.
One thing I can add is that—at long last—I’ve reached such an advanced stage of mental and emotional maturity that I’ve made a health-related new year’s resolution, in place of my more vanity-based resolutions of the past. That is, I’ve given up sugar for the time being. No, not because my ass is getting giggly. (We established long ago that my ass is bangin, and as far as anyone’s concerned my ass will remain forever 35.) No, no. I gave up sugar because it’s bad for my pancreas. See, too exciting for words. I realize now, simply being able to add something doesn’t necessarily make it worthy of inclusion. If you glean nothing else from this post, hear me on that one.
In all seriousness, it is a new year, and my days of minimizing the importance of this particular milestone are over. Many of you followed along last year as I embarked on what was, for me, a monumental journey. And, bumpy as last year may have been at times, this New Year’s Eve I found myself looking back on 2010 with pride, and, what’s more, I’m looking forward to 2011 with … optimism. Not guarded optimism or cautious optimism, just straight-up, genuine, hold-your-chin-a-little-higher optimism. I can’t even remember the last time this was the case. Literally.
I don’t know what this year has in store, but I will endeavor, insomuch as is humanly possible, to make the retelling of the mundane details of my life worthy of your mouse click. I remain grateful for your loyalty and support. In short, you are the best readers a blogger could ever dream of having. If you glean nothing else from this post, hear me on that one.
Well, here goes that alarm I mentioned … my stolen time is over. Now, I am off to run repeatedly up and down a very long set of stairs (and not because my ass is even the slightest bit giggly.) Happy New Year, all.
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- #1 chris
I’m glad it’s going well for ya and I’d still follow you into a dreaded hobby shop any day.
- #2 kirsten
@chris WHY must you live so far away?! you are the best hobby lobby buddy i’ve found thus far … and that’s saying something!
Name's Kirsten. I'm a splitter of hairs, a hillbilly, a rock horns devotee, an ellipses-lovin' fool, and queen of the conceptual jinx. I'm also a geek and the grateful human of littleblackdog. I do this and that and some of the other … up to and including writing this here blog.
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