I know things have been quiet around here. It’s not because I haven’t been writing. I have. A lot. I’ve just been doing it in a more tangible way on more personal topics. With a pen. And paper. In a journal. Sometimes you just need the physical act of writing.
Today is my birthday. I am 37. If you would have told me at 18 that this is what my life would look like at 37, I would have smacked you and run away screaming but I’m generally happy – just a few areas that need some tweaking. I’d also like to point out that 18 year old me didn’t know much about life (or being generally happy for that matter) so what she thinks isn’t all that important.
So what am I hoping to accomplish this year? A lot. Because while I’m grateful to be turning 37, I’m in a bit of a whirl about it. It just feels so old. Not old, old. Just the acknowledgment that this life isn’t unlimited and so I need to take care of myself mentally and physically and pursue the things that make me happiest old.
Which lead me to making a list of the things I want to accomplish before 38.
Make. Everyday. Whether that is working on a knitting project, creating artwork with my kids, sewing a pillow cover, cooking a new recipe. Something with my hands every day.
Establish Routines. Wake time. Bedtime. Housework. Errands. Find a rhythm that works.
Focus on health. Mental and physical. Eat more vegetables. Stay active. Get to Mass with my family. Exercise. Write.
Purge & Organize. Know what is important and take care of it. “Let of the things that no longer serve you”. Create space. Acquire things that will be used up and loved.
I think it’s going to be a very busy year. And a very good year.