What do you think about when you think about “home improvement?” Do you think about your physical space? Or, instead, do you think about your mental state? Is your home where you live, or is it your spiritual center, your psyche?
One of my goals this year is to get my “house” in order, and by that I mean, my personal self. Every year, many of us make lots of resolutions with high hopes we will at least get through January accomplishing whatever it is we set out to do. We do a lot of looking forward; we don’t tend to look behind for what we’ve done in the past. But it’s the past that informs the future and the past (or the past actions) that leads to the need to change.
Maybe we overindulged and packed on a few pounds. Maybe we got so busy with our family’s activities that we forgot to take care of ourselves. Maybe we made horrible life choices at some point and now are facing the consequences. Regardless, we all have the capacity to change, we just have to be willing to do so. Sometimes, the way is rocky and the water cold, but the end goal is worth it. Are you ready to take the plunge?
Yes, it’s that time of year, the days are getting shorter, the air is a bit crisper and cooler, the leaves are starting to turn and children of all ages are headed back to the classroom. And adults. And me. After working for the last, oh so many years, in technology, I decided to use some educational benefits that would have gone to waste, and headed back to school. What am I studying, you ask? Graphic design! This first eight-week period is vector illustration and art history from the Paleolithic to the medieval period. The Chicago Manual of Style and I are getting to be good friends. Check out one of my exercises for the vector illustration class and let me know what you think.
This guy and several of his cohorts were with us when we went hiking at Kiptopeke State Park in Virginia.
It’s cold. Really cold. Like, frostbite cold. I confess, winter is NOT my favorite season and January is definitely NOT my favorite month (at least weather wise). Don’t get me wrong, I like to see snow once or twice in the winter but let it snow over a weekend where I sit inside next to a fire or wood stove with a cup of cocoa, coffee, or tea and a good book. Then, make the snow melt or at least make the streets dry with no ice.
My husband kids me no end about my “fear” of driving in the snow. I tell him I’m not afraid of driving in the snow. I don’t like driving with the other drivers driving in the snow. Having been bumped twice in my car due to unsafe driving by others, I think that sentiment is warranted. So here’s hoping the temperature rises like it’s purported to over the weekend. We’ve had our bit of snow and although the skiers out there would like more, I’ve had enough. Instead, bring on spring and summer sunshine. Here’s to dreaming of warmer weather, summer sun, and beaches.