Since I was so horrible at blogging in 2020, I figured I would at least try and start this new year off right and write something.
I obviously need to change something about my life because I completely lost my writing mojo last year. Granted we had a global pandemic. But I honestly can't blame that for everything because, over all, my life was not drastically affected (very grateful). Frank and I both stayed employed. Since I work at a medical facility, I continued to go into work. Frank worked from home and all usual work travel came to a screeching halt. Working definitely affects my creativity so I need to find a way to have both. That will be a good thing to practice this year.
I will say that in 2020 I missed having my alone time. I am just one of those people that need alone time. I admit that I sometimes came home from work and just sat on the couch in the quiet even though I knew I should go to the rental to help Frank. Mixture of laziness and alone time!
Today we found a renter for the second house that we finished back in November. It feels good to have it rented (though nothing is signed yet so I may be counting chickens...)
I picked a word for 2021 and that is "committed". Every time I say that word, I think of being committed, as in a mental illness facility, but that's not what I mean. haha!
Unlike last year, where I just let my life flow around me and I had no motivation, I intend to be committed to some things in 2021. Gospel study, taking care of my physical body, relationships.
I will make some more specific goals, probably not here on the "public" blog, but that's the general plan.
We are celebrating tonight with fondue with Dion and Summer's family. So obviously the physical body commitment has not yet begun. Looking forward to a fun night though and a good beginning to 2021.
