We made it. It’s 2016! Here’s to you, and everything you accomplished.
There’s snow on the ground (finally), and I’m more or less back to my normal routine, for whatever that’s worth. I rang in the new year with Thai carryout with Tj’s family, followed by a comforting, solitary
bottle glass of wine (and a mug of chamomile tea). I’m old.
These are my January goals:
Get outside. This is a big one. New Year’s Eve morning had me feeling black and gloomy, but when I took a moment to think about it, I realized I hadn’t spent any serious time outside in days. I took a walk into town and then through the woods behind our house and felt like a different person. Sunshine is really important to my well-being. I make jokes about locking myself inside, but outside is, of course, not the problem. It’s prolonged human interaction that I struggle with. I am thankful to live where we do, surrounded by trees and so close to the ocean.
Find doctors. As of today, I have new health insurance! This year, I’m going to use it. It’s time to track down a GP and probably a therapist, and maybe get my eyes tested (which could perhaps help provide an explanation for my migraines). Getting stuff done!
Sort through and sell some toys. I took a bit of an eBay break during the holiday because I didn’t want to worry about shipping. Also, at the beginning of November I shipped out a huge box of My Little Ponies to Poland, and the whole process involved with that transaction was a little stressful and seemed never ending (and, in fact, has not yet ended). I need to take new inventory of what’s left and get some things posted. To those of you familiar with my original collection, don’t worry, I’m still keeping something like 60+ ponies to myself. Glitter and rainbows for life.
Eat green things. This is self explanatory, right? I’d also like to work some healthy vegetarian meals into my normal winter rotation. Soups and chilies seem like a good springboard. It’s definitely time to start throwing spinach into everything. I’m still not really down with kale. Sorry.
My goals for the month are simple, and I don’t really have any New Year resolutions per se. I think I’d like to let myself have more fun, try new things, be a little less reserved. I’ve spent the majority of my life thus far constantly thinking “I’m too ___ to do ___,” which is …limiting, obviously. I have missed out on probably more than I know; I’m scared of basically everything. I would like to be less scared. I would like to smile more. So I think this year I’d like to work on reaching out when I wouldn’t normally reach out, and on taking advantage of opportunities wherever I happen to be. No numbers, no limits, no “absolutely must do or else(s)” this year, just a little bit of stretching. Tips of fingers, tips of toes.
And, always, I want to be kind to the people I stumble into along the way.
Happy New Year, friends! I hope you have fulfilling NYE plans. Personally, I’m looking forward to some time alone with books and a bottle of wine. Tj won’t be home this year, but I’m making the best of it. We were lucky all through the month of December, and managed to celebrate the holidays with both our families.
I thought it might be nice to take a look back at my favorite posts from 2015. Perhaps this will serve as the motivation I so desperately need in the coming year.
In January, I posted this sugar lip scrub DIY. I don’t know how many project/recipe posts will happen in 2016. We’ll see. Does the internet really need more DIY?
The month of February featured my best Stitch Fix yet! McCoy still doesn’t know how he feels about being a model. I’m right there with him. Also, my hair grew lots! I need to get a trim soon.
In March, I shared some snowy snapshots. I also wrote a post on how to care for your black clothing, which got a surprising number of hits. I guess
I’m I was doing it right. Having adopted more of a minimalist attitude when it comes to buying clothes (combined with the fact I no longer work in a thrift store), I’ve learned that I need to take care of what I have.
April was retail-therapy heavy, but I like this post featuring vegan friendly and 5-free gray nail polishes. I still think spring and summer shades are the worst. I’m happy to be in winter mode, right now. Layer up!
In May, I shared some travel tips for the antisocial, which was maybe just a bit cheeky, but still important.
In July I was feeling more settled into my new town, and I took a walk along North Berwick’s Neoutaquet River trails. I also shared a little bit about my depression, which was kind of a scary thing to do. I hope it helped some people. These are the kinds of posts I’d like to share more of.
In September, I posted some panorama shots that Tj took from our trip to Quoddy Head.
We went to Maui in October! I shared a few photos. It was big.
I was feeling incredibly thankful in November.
And I still feel that way. It’s been a challenging year, but certainly a good one. I pushed myself beyond my comfort zone, and it was worth it. Here’s to 2016. ♥
I wrote a little bit last year about how the world can be kind of dismal. Things, on a global scale, seem as though they have not improved. Perhaps they never will, but I am still thankful to be a part of it. I am thankful for the people who choose kindness. To my fellow American citizens, happy Thanksgiving. I hope that you have what you need and maybe a little bit of what you want.
This has been a productive but difficult year for me, with lots of change and some serious introspection. There is more to come. I am thankful for a partner who has supported me in all ways. Being able to lean on him, even just a little bit, even when I don’t want to believe I need help, means everything. I am thankful especially for my dad, and my immediate family, for being the incredible, beautiful people they are. I am thankful for my mom’s family, the sheer magnitude of their love, even through a computer screen. I often feel odd and a bit left out, but never in their company. I am thankful for the closeness we had when I was young. I am thankful, too, for Timothy’s family, for having welcomed me with open arms ten years ago.
I am thankful for each and every one of my friends, especially those far away old best friends I rarely see. I love you. I am thankful for the friends I have made in my adulthood, because it seemed unlikely that I would manage such a feat. I am thankful for the accidental friends: former roommates, Timothy’s friends, and the girlfriends and wives of those friends. Thank you for accepting me. Thank you having a beer with me.
I am thankful for my new home, this cozy little house by the river. I am thankful that I finally feel like I am home, because I have not felt this way in a long, long time. I am thankful for pine forests and salt air. I am thankful for all the opportunities I’ve had to travel.
I am thankful for the tortoise. I am thankful for the half-blind warrior cat who sometimes calls our home his home. I am thankful for the little tufts of fur between his toes, and the way he always smells like leaves. I didn’t realize how much I missed having a cat until one decided to attach himself to me.
I am thankful for board games. I am thankful for mugs of hot coffee. I am thankful for the sound and smell of charcoal on paper. I am thankful for the museums I visited when I was small.
Stay warm and cozy, friends. Remember all those who came before, who spoke languages slowly being forgotten. Thanks for reading.
Okay, so it’s gotten really chilly again. I actually pulled out my llama sweater, yesterday! Those couple warm days we had here last week totally threw me off, and I am suddenly reminded again that it is, in fact, November.
I will admit to currently being quite out of sorts. My graduate program application is due to Harvard in a little over a month, so I somehow have to figure out a way to sell myself in three pages. This semester’s class on museum finances is thankfully going well, but it’s unfamiliar territory, with a heavy focus on numbers; it’s taking a lot of effort (so much more than usual) on my part to stay engaged. The time change hit me hard. I’m still unemployed, which is slightly distressing. I’m not sleeping well. Etc., etc., insert great big sigh here. I know I can’t (and parts of winter are lovely), but I want to curl up in a ball and succumb to hibernation.
Online window shopping is comforting. Don’t judge (I know you’re not). I’m feeling ultra girly and a little bit more sensitive than usual. With the addition of a nice bottle of gin, this also serves as my own personal yuletide wishlist when the time comes around.
- I love this shade from Rituel de Fille’s new Feral collection. I would wear it every day.
- I have linked it before, but I think the Belonging to the Darkness ring from Bloodmilk is just achingly beautiful.
- This is everything I dream of in a robe.
Welcome to a new month! A couple of my November goals focus on de-cluttering. The amount of stuff I have is becoming a bit too much for our tiny space. The house is clean, but it’s feeling crowded.
Clean out my closet. I did a pretty huge clothing purge when I moved at the beginning of summer, but there are still some pieces I need to say goodbye to. I have a lot of things that don’t fit properly or make me feel amazing, so those need to find new homes. I am definitely guilty of holding on to things in the hopes that will my body will miraculously change. It’s time to take a deep breath and let go of those thoughts. Goodbye, Levi’s black jean leggings.
Sort through my bath and beauty products. I need to make use of what I have before making any new purchases this month, and toss anything past its prime. I have a metric ton of lotions and shampoos that I got bored with shortly after purchasing, and I’d like to go through and use those up.
Set aside time for creative work. I’d like to dedicate a few hours a week to creative projects, whatever those might be (currently in the mix are drawing, painting, and jewelry making). I don’t set this time aside for myself, and it’s something I used to do. I have no excuses right now.
Post blog entries at least three times a week. I tend to use this space …rather sporadically. To consider this blog even a minor source of income, that pattern will need change.
Make an effort when it comes to self care. On days I don’t have to leave the house I tend to be a bit of a slug. I don’t bother getting dressed, or sometimes even showering, especially when I’m home on my own for a few days. With winter on its way, depression-induced apathy comes easily. I have to actively fight those –why should I even bother- kind of thoughts. The small effort to just paint my nails or put on nice clothes, even if I’m doing no more than spending the day at home, makes a world of difference.
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