![]() It's the new year. Nothing has changed of course because it's really just another day. I see one of the cats has left a gift, a lovely regurgitated fur ball, on the bedroom carpet. This is not the way I wanted to start the New Year. How DO I want to start the new year? It looks like I’m starting it by writing. There is a part of me that is afraid that if I commit to continue writing my blog I will doom myself to losing interest in it, so I’m just taking it one blog at a time. In the last ten months I have passed through the intense stage where ideas were bursting out of my head, to times of fear and loathing that I would ever come up with anything worth sharing, to a kind of habitual desire to keep on writing. I’m hoping that if I do keep on writing I will actually develop some kind of focus for my life – or not. Who knows? It appears that I will also start the new year by taking a walk. Friends I would normally walk with are busy today but I was told that the state parks all have New Year’s Day walks. Each one is unique and a different level of difficulty. The two hour leisurely stroll through the redwoods is being led by someone I know. When she told me about it my initial reaction was “Hell no!” At least that’s what my brain was saying, but my mouth said “Maybe,” in a polite way. I have learned from past experiences that when my brain says “Hell no!” in that adamant way that this is a challenge I should actually take on, so I have decided to go. My fears are that (a) I will not be able to keep up, even on a leisurely stroll type walk, and (b) I will not know anyone except the leader, who I don’t know well, and I will feel isolated and uncomfortable. These are not fears that I should listen to. I am not going to die on this hike. The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day, I can wear my new comfy Christmas boots, I can do this. I need to do this. In my head I was imagining that this day would be a day in which I would start off the new year by whipping through all the things I have been putting off while I managed my way through the Christmas season. It is not a realistic plan. I probably need to pick a couple of things, like doing the laundry and cooking some chicken breasts I have marinating in the fridge, rather than cleaning my entire house into sparkling submission. Oh yes, I don't want to forget there is a fur ball in the bedroom that needs attention too. Just another day in a new year I hope will be a good one.
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