Hey, New Year...

...come out come out, wherever you are! It seems every soul to walk the earth had resolutions on queue for January 1. Diet plans determined, patience to be had, (cigarette) butts to be kicked.  All the while I've been doofing about in clusterfudge mode, taking too many photos of my cat looking like a playboy (see below) and doing things like prematurely pressing the start switch on the coffee pot I had locked and loaded for the next morning. I mean, what the heck. Even the best laid plans... Not that I had lied any.

I have never been able to jump on the band wagon for first of the year pledges. I've no capacity for willing myself to shift gears. It's as if I must stumble into the mindset or it all just feels too contrived for me. I don't know. I'm moody. And perhaps a bit stubborn. Though, it seems to work out in my favor anyway. The gyms are filled to the brim with short-winded ambition each start of the year which tapers off in perfect timing for my readiness to shed this polar bear mood and form. It's a good thing.Two weeks into the New Year, I found a spark of productivity, and used last weekend to smash a world record in errand running and things of the like. Saturday felt right.  ...and then we found out P's grandpa passed away. We're pretty bummed in these parts, to say the least. Most depressing week of the year, no joke.  Not to mention I've had Lego neck* for a week now.I truly hope you've all gotten off on the right foot this year! Things will start to look up when my sweets returns from North Dakota, I promise. I've got my new planner filled in for the year. That says a lot. Besides, I'm a firm believer that ANY day can be a fresh start. Don't boss me, social norms!*Lego neck- A rare but painful condition affecting avid Lego builders and others in frequent downward gaze. Symptoms include but are not limited to: Stiff neck, tension headache, mild regret and self-resentment of awesome Christmas gift ideas.