I’m having somewhat of a hard time transitioning back to “real life” after 20 days of Christmas. 20 days. I just realized that’s how much time Harry was off from “school” and life was one-big jolly holiday full of cookies, air hockey, jumpy castles, ice skating, roller skating, and lots and lots of presents. An actual sugar high of treats and activity. Every day was game day.
And then, January came. Which is a very good thing. Because I love January. Full of cleanup and possibility and promises of what’s next. Pushing refresh is so shiny and citrusy, isn’t it? I think so.
And then I think. What will new look like, really? What do I want it to look like? And I believe that second question is the more important one. So instead of sitting around (which is really what I’ve been doing) lazily and anxiously trying to figure out what’s next, I’m just going to start moving in that direction.
Let’s see where this goes.