When Dave and I planned our vacation to Scotland, I knew that the holidays would be different. First, I'd be spending my first Christmas ever away from my family. Second, I'd be watching the Downton Abbey Christmas special in real time rather than two months later in the States. And, third, my usual gusto for the New Year, with its excitement about that new start that comes on January 1, would probably not exist in alignment with the calendar.
Yes, I tried to brainstorm a few New Year's resolutions, but I was too busy taking walks along the beach, riding buses and trains, and visiting with friends and family to really do anything productive about my 2014 goals. There was absolutely no guilt associated with my putting those resolutions on the back burner, but I will admit that the new year felt a little off once we landed in Chicago on the 6th of January.
This past week, I've caught up on blogs about creating goals for the new year and making 2014 the best year yet, all while I've been catching up on sleep to make up for the 24 hours straight I was up during our trip home, looking at our still-packed suitcases sitting in the kitchen, and ordering takeout for our meals. I really wanted to start this year on a good note, but I wasn't feeling it as I struggled through the adjustment of being back home.
Then the idea came to me: I would start my "new year" two weeks late. In other words, Wednesday, January 15 will be my fresh start. I'm giving myself a few days to reflect on how I want this year to look. (So far, I've come up with the goal to read 24 books.) Then, next Wednesday, I will begin anew. Maybe I'll even pour myself a glass of sparkling juice to celebrate, or at the very least, enjoy my Whittard tea first thing that morning.
Here's to a wonderful 2014!
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