Promises, promises! Had lots of energy the last couple of nights for organizing and straightening. And made the bed a different way with my new Christmas cuddly blanket.
Need to get out for my morning half of my new exercise-for-health plan.
I have a little basket of things I might need if I wake up in the middle of the night: flashlight, itch medicine for dermatitis, cell phone and such. I call it my portable nightstand. This morning I even made a place for it in the closet. Since, duh!, it's daytime. Of course the phone is in my purse for daytime.
This season brings on extra emotion for me and many others. After today's new year energy, there can be a letdown, or for some people, grim determination to go on with the holiday cleaning. I have a few "rules" for these start-the-year-right attacks:
Unless you're a person who loves winter, don't dig around in old belongings, old letters, old files of loss and conflict and what we think was failure. Wait for a sunny, warmer spring day.
If you absolutely can't wait, ask someone, bribe someone, to come and sit with you while you dig into the past.
If no one is available to come over, maybe you can put a friend on speaker phone while both of you do the unpleasant archaeology in trunk or file cabinet. If one of you gets a few tears, that's okay. Then you both deserve an outing!
Many Happy New Year days to you!
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