All my good intentions for starting the new year out on a good foot disappeared somewhere into the energy crisis. Days of travel, grand daughters, sons, siblings, gifts, driving, doing, walking, shopping had taken their toll. My careful plans of exercising and eating well were abandoned.
The best I could manage was a short walk to the nearby video store to return last night's movie. At least that small concession. No, started the brand shiny new year by sleeping in. I awoke at the usual time, but rolled over and went back to sleep. Yikes! I didn't even bother to dress until after noon. We watched an all day Monk marathon and nibbled at junk food and just lolled around.
Oooo - it felt so good! I could feel the tiredness stop creeping over me in the way that waves wash over you long after the motor boat has passed, then slowly subside until stasis is reached. I began unpacking, examine anew the gifts I had received. What a marvelous Christmas it has been! Not so much for the gifts (all of which I appreciate and like) but for the thoughts of the givers of the gifts. What a blessing it is to see everyone - my parents, my sister, my brothers, my sons, my daughter-in-law, my grand daughters.
What does it matter that my house is a total mess, piles of stuff everywhere? What does it matter that I have not accomplished a disciplined and productive start to a new year? What does it matter that I return to work tomorrow and all my clothes need to be washed? OK, that needs to be addressed.
Perhaps it is the necessary theme for this new year. Start not with a big push, but with a sense of gratitude and thankfulness, a resting and a reviving. Yes, that will do. That will do just fine.
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