Always a sheep, never a shepherd, I guess.
I was resisting a ‘year in review’ post, but it seems a little standoffish to be silent on the eve of a fresh start and I really don’t have anything else to talk about, so I may as well recap 2013. Here we go:
Boy, 2013 was long.
I’m happy to see 2014 on the horizon. I don’t want to dwell to much on the past, so instead of recapping the entire year, I’m going to tie up some loose ends:
- My immaculate conception of a running injury (as the owner of my ankle, how I unknowingly sprained it continues to confound me) is mending nicely. I’ve gotten to run four times since the holiday break. Most recently, I’ve been able to put my best. ever. Christmas gift to use:
- Thing 2 continues to move towards a more positive space in her world. Her new school has been wonderful, and you can see how this new environment has worked some magic. There are still rough bumps and I’m getting anxious about summer (how to keep her occupied beyond her part-time job hours), but all things considered, we are all in a better space now.
- I am sorely lagging in 47 Things, and given that July 2 is the exact middle of the calendar year, I have a lot to do between January and June. This exercise has made it extremely obvious to me that I’m a creature of habit–finding new things to learn, doing good things for others, etc. has been a challenge. Must. Get. My. Head. Out. Of. The. Sand. Moreoften. If anyone has some good ideas, I’m all ears.
- My performance wool business is plowing forward. My house is full of fabric and trims. My marketing guy is at work on the logos and all the other stuff like “mantra” and “messaging” that make my head spin. I’m about half way done my rough draft of my business plan.
I can’t say that I’m welcoming 2014 with open arms. It will be a year of change Chez Sato, as Thing 1 will (fingers crossed) go onto college. I suspect this will hit us harder than we suspect (right now everyone’s jockeying for first dibs on his bedroom–it is the biggest–and I’ve got grand plans for an excellent sewing/knitting room). How this all pans out is anyone’s guess.
On the up side, though, the Mister and I will be celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary, and we’ve booked ourselves a trip to Stockholm, Copenhagen, Amsterdam and Brussels. Can. Not. Wait.
Hopefully with some smart and consistent strength training, I can hold my frail frail bones together for a solid year of running injury-free. And if I can’t, I’ll do my best to at least slog through the injuries with grace and no tears.
I will continue to knit (and maybe even cut my knitting!) and sew. And if I win back Thing 1’s room, I’ll do so even more often because I won’t have to clean up after every crafty foray.
All in all, it promises to be an adventure.