Saying goodbye (and good riddance) to 2016 will be easy, except that it’s a little like jumping from the frying pan into the fire, or in this case into the abyss. I have never in my life felt such a sense of foreboding about the future, as I feel this year, but 2017 is here whether I like it or not, and I need to make some decisions.
I can either sit back and let stuff happen, or I can control it as best as I am am able. I’m opting for door #2 (yeah, I can be a bit of a control freak at times.)
I still haven’t decided on my word for the year, which is not a terribly big deal since I’ve done a terrible job for the past 2-3 years in adhering to it. But, I haven’t given up. I still think the concept is good, it’s just a matter of giving it the time and dedication it deserves.
And wouldn’t you know it, as I sit here at the keyboard, it popped into my head – PARTICIPATE.
It can cover a lot of ground – be tweaked to fit a variety of situations. And it’s an action word, a reminder that I can’t just sit back, I have to make things happen. Wow. I wasn’t even going here today. It’s amazing how the universe works.
So. Out with the old.
I’m plugging away at getting Christmas put away. Now would be a good time for a magic wand, but given that I seem to have misplaced mine, I’m having to do it the old-fashioned way, by hand, one piece at a time. Mr. Tattered hates this time of year – the time when the house is in a state of semi-organized chaos – stuff piled everywhere, trip hazards everywhere you look, for days at a time.
So some people have fancy photos depicting the old and new…for me it’s a little crazier.
Out with the old…
Packing up and putting away the Christmas decor…
In with the new…
All of this…
…going up here!
It’ll take another day to get it all in place, but that’s okay.