What I mean is–I will do more. I don't know about you, but I think about doing stuff, a lot, rather than actually doing. Maybe my title should be The Year of Doing.
I've been planning to start yoga for years. Prolly about three years. I think that's right. You think I'm kidding? I wish I were. :( This morning, I dropped in at a local studio for a yoga class. I did it. And to add insult to injury, I bought 30 days for $30. And, and, I already signed-up for a class tomorrow morning. No shit. Maybe I'll let y'all (yeah, I know I'm Canadian, I just love the crap out of that word) know whether I showed.
Anyway, back to the year of more. I'm gonna do stuff this year. Not everything I've been thinking of because then I'd have to give up sleep, and family time, and eating. Probably yoga, too. I'm digging in to my renos. I'm doing yoga (we've already established). I'm writing more. Shit, I quit my job to write more and do this stuff, so I'd better do it or go back to work. Right?
I can feel it, this is going to be a transformative year for me. Nothing like heaping the pressure on yourself, Kacie. Wish me luck. And if you need a pep talk to do the same, let me know. I can do it. :)
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. I know many might consider me a little late. I still mean it.
I had a spectacular Christmas and a wonderful New Year's Eve. My family spent the end of the year in Antigua. Very nice and no sunburn to speak of. Even nicer. Then we returned to an icebox–holy cow, it's freezing.
Justin Trudeau and Sophie Gregoire, and their children and others were staying at the same resort. What? I know, right. There were a lot of Brits and Americans, so I'm guessing they were able to relax.
Anyway, I'm no longer working, which means I'll have more time to write. More time to cook. More time to clean my house. More time to exercise. And none of these are shoulds–they're all wills. Does that make sense?
Yep. That's my 2014. It's gonna be awesome. Any plans for yours?
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