First- Seventh January, Twenty Twelve
Salutations And A Belated Happy New Year!
So, we're well into
2012 now. I'm not going to lie, the beginning of this week was tough for me emotionally and mentally- the first week into a new year usually is. It's the over-contemplating, over-reflecting, over-planning et cetera, et cetera. That
fear of the unknown, I suppose. I know exactly what happened in 2011 so find comfort in sort of holding on to it, but what 2012 has in store is anyone's guess. I was M.I.A for a few days. I had to take some time out to clear my mind but I'm feeling fresh and reloaded now.
I'm not a resolution person, I just make sure that I'm
realistic about what I want to achieve but most of all I
stay true to myself. Just because the clock has struck 12am on the 1st January doesn't mean that I will miraculously become a changed person or have all the answers to my troubles. Far from, in fact. I make mistakes and learn from them all year round. That's what life is about.
Learning. Developing. Evolving. I know what I want and I simply take the necessary small steps to get there. As Henry Ford once said, and agreeably so: "Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal".
So...This week? On New Years Eve, my h
ubby managed to claim his full chicken from good ole Nando's before his loyalty card expired at midnight (I missed out on my quarter chicken, but I'll live). The evening was spent indoors with my two favourite fellas (husband and baby boy), peri peri style (extra hot), a bottle of wine ( sparkling white zinfandel, to be precise) and watching 'Alan Carr's New Year Spectacular (chuckles all round). I wouldn't have had it any other way.
I know it's incredibly British to talk about
the weather but it's been so
predictably unpredictable, I just have to give it a mention. Well, it rained cats and dogs on New Years Day (Sunday). The superstitious person in me saw it as a washing away of negative energy from 2011 while the grumps me just thought Mother Nature was taking the Minie Mouse. Monday was chilly but really sunny, so much so that one could have be forgiven for wearing shades in January...in England. Tuesday's wind was my alarm clock and the rest of the week, to my relief, was relatively mild and more settled.
Don't worry, I've been up to a bit more than focusing on the weather's shenanigans....
BEAUTY: Let's Face The Day