I just realized that for the first time in years, I do not live on a gravel road. As a matter of fact, I've only NOT lived on a gravel road for about seven of my 49 years. So this begins the chronicle of my year in the city. My theme for the year will be to be present for each day. This year I will concentrate on my own "Urban Renewal" project - on all fronts.
I know there will be challenges and there will be days that I feel like I'm failing, but I will also try to remember that I am enough. I am fine, right now, today and I will continue to be so.
I've set some of my intentions for year on the left side-bar. I also braved the scale this morning. Actually, it was a bit better than I'd expected. I've not been vigilant since the luncheon on December 12.
Life at The Closet is LOUD. Since it's got so much concrete every sound is amplified. My bed is on an outside wall and I can hear everyone walking by. And last night, there were a lot of people walking by! It may be time for a sound machine! I did start the new year off with some treadmill time at the very empty fitness room. My plans for the rest of the day include some more straightening up of The Closet, as I came home rather like a hurricane yesterday.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Set an intention.
Completely off topic but totally bizarre: I got an exotic Snuggie and a BBgun from my Mom for Christmas. Whisky Tango Foxtrot!