We’re in it, and if the world lasts long enough, one day 2016 will be as far behind people as 1916. Deep huh? It's crazy how short life is. One day, one week, a month and that year has collapsed behind us. We must not waste life.
Today I’m back at work (job). I felt better about my internal complaining when I read on FB that my colleagues had the dreads, too. We like our jobs, but I guess we like being wives to our houses—better.
In other news…
I lost my main set of keys three times in two weeks. Is that a record?
The first time, I hadn’t driven in five days (since Christmas Eve) and needed to run errands. As I searched, I hoped beyond hope that I hadn’t given them away in a gift bag as I did one Christmas with my cell phone (to my DIL’s brother). I found my keys four hours after I got back home (I used my spare keys). They were in the jacket that I wore Christmas Eve, but had changed several times and couldn't remember what I wore.
Then I was picking up my daughter for either a trip to Hobby Lobby or meeting the rest of the family for a Star Wars’ movie. Either way I couldn’t find them, then found them—in my car ignition. In the big city. Doors unlocked.
The last time I lost them, I didn't know I had lost them, but with coffee in hand, one morning, saw them dangling in the lock, outside the glass door.
Ugh. That's all I have to say about that.
Loved the Star Wars movie, by the way.
I did one other dumb thing over break. I don’t know if you know this but MO had severe rainfall and flooding. Horrible stuff. After one such storm, I restarted my modem by unplugging everything, counting to ten (like a good ex-techie) then plugged it all back in. Apparently, according to my daughter and sister, my phone rang and rang with no answering machine option.
APPARENTLY, I plugged the phone line into the Ethernet port. The Internet did work. The phone did not work.
Simple mistake. And yes, it was a "glasses" issue. I wasn't wearing them.
Millie liked Christmas, and it exhausted her. She loved her presents and the kiddos. What she didn’t like was the Christmas collar I sewed her and she had to wear.
My goals for 2016:
- Continue to write. (Like I could stop.)
- Get my finished shorts off to a copy editor.
- Enter contests for short stories.
- Get my exercising groove on again; otherwise, I’ll have no stamina for the monster yard, I own. (Yoga and my rowing machine.)
- Sew again. (My daughter gave me a serger for Christmas.) I’m so excited.
- Play my guitar again (that means toughen my fingertips)
- Work on a secret project (sorry it’s a secret).
- Continue with home improvements.
Millie's Goals for 2016:
- Stop shredding tissue,
- Be pickier about what I eat off the ground,
- Be braver on rainy, windy days,
- Stop pulling out every toy I own for the human to trip over,
- Stop sniffing the whole backyard before doing my business,
- Give other dogs a chance for friendship sake,
- Do none of the above.
That's it for me. How were your holidays? Any goals you wish to confess?